Chapter 187: Chapter 187



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Dolores was quite surprised. She wasn’t surprised because he had made such a dress, but because she could find the actual gauze strewn about.

She put the dress back in the box and asked, “I’m curious – where did you get this fabric?”

“Do you like it?” asked Charles purposely.

He brought her this fabric on purpose, as all fashion designers like good fabrics.

He didn’t think Dolores would be an exception.

Dolores was really interested, but she didn’t show it. She lowered her head and continued to rub her ankle.

Charles’s gaze gradually settled on her foot. She was fair-skinned, and her feet were fair-skinned too. Her ankles were quite delicate. The heels were pink. The old sayings always praised women’s feet, which they called slender jade feet. Now, that name flashed through Charles’ mind.

Dolores felt a glance at her feet. She reached out and pulled the quilt to cover them.

Charles bowed his head slightly, looking a little embarrassed because he had been lost in thought as he gazed at her feet a moment ago.

“I know a master who can make this fabric…”

“You know him?” Dolores’s eyes widened. Before he finished his words, she interrupted him excitedly, “Where is the master? I want to meet him too.” Charles smiled. Indeed, she was interested.

“First put on your dress. After the business dinner, I’ll introduce you to the master.”

Charles triggered the wheelchair and said to the stylist following him. “She’s all yours.”

“Please be quiet.” The stylist held a cosmetic case in her hands. Right now, she had studied Dolores quite closely. Dolores was beautiful, so it would be very easy for the stylist to get her a stunning style. The stylist already had more than one style in her mind.

Dolores wasn’t used to wearing much makeup, and usually didn’t wear makeup unless she had to attend some kind of activity. “It will be fine if only Amelia helps me with my makeup.”

There was no need to hire a stylist.

Charles smiled, “It’s quite important to me. I expect my date to be the most stunning woman at dinner.”

Dolores really wanted to ask him to get an actress, since actresses were beautiful. She was reluctant, but had agreed to be his date. Besides, later she would introduce him to the master who knew how to make the gauze watered.

She got out of bed and sat down in front of the dressing table, letting the stylist begin.

“I don’t like heavy makeup.” Dolores had made up her mind to let the stylist do what she wanted, but she was still afraid the stylist would make her look like a ghost.

The stylist was not angry at her reminder. She smiled, “Don’t worry, miss. Not everyone looks good in heavy makeup. I don’t mean that heavy makeup isn’t good, but it will depend on one’s aura.”

The stylist was quite easy to get along with, so Dolores was relieved.

“I have quite a bit of experience in styling, some of them were quite impressive. But you’re the one who gave me tens of thousands of inspirations after seeing you.” She stared at Dolores.

Dolores was not pleased by the compliment. Instead, she became depressed.

She missed her son and daughter.

Since they were born, she hadn’t been separated from them in a long time.

“You don’t seem very happy. Is it because Mr. White can’t walk?” Dolores looked at her.

“Mr. White is sitting in the wheelchair, but he is an excellent man in ability and appearance. So many women wanted to attract his attention….”

“Indeed. I agree,” Amelia said. Before the stylist finished her words, Amelia interrupted her, “The Young Master is so exceptional. Many women want to marry him.”

Dolores looked at her, and even the stylist peeked and realized that Amelia was in love with Charles.

It was an open secret.

Suddenly, Amelia realized that she was too excited. Last time, the county magistrate’s daughter kept pestering Young Master. The Young Master rejected her. Now he treats you very well, but why aren’t you happy?”.

Dolores was in no mood to explain anything to Amelia. The latter was not a bad woman, but she was too direct and it would be useless for Dolores to explain anything to her.

Amelia only admired her Young Master in every possible way.

In her opinion, no woman would deserve her Young Master.

The stylist smiled, but did not speak. The girl did not know how to hide her thoughts. Fortunately, she was a maid here. If she was hired in the workplace, she could already be fired many times.

Amelia was too inflexible.

The stylist studied Dolores’ features carefully as she did her hair. Dolores was not a stunning woman, but the more she looked at Dolores, the more beautiful she seemed to her. All of her features were quite attractive.

Dolores’ black hair was curled into large waves by the stylist with a curling stick, and then two strands of her hair were lifted from the side of her ears with unique skills to the back of her head. The short hair on her forehead fell over the corners of her eyes casually. Dolores’ skin was quite fair, and the stylist did not need to put any foundation or powder on her. However, for the full body modeling, the stylist powdered her face.

Dolores would look too naive and pure without makeup, which didn’t fit with the black evening dress.

For the eye makeup, the stylist used brown foundation and red shimmer powders, making her double-edged eyelids more stereoscopic. The stylist gently brushed and lifted the eye using eyeliner, making Dolores’ light eyes lovely.

For her lips, the stylist used cameo, which was not too red, not too bright, not too light. It looked great on Dolores.

“I like the shape of your lips,” the stylist couldn’t help but praise her as she put on the lipsticks.

The last step was to put on the dress and shoes.

A pair of silver heels was ready for Dolores. They were inlaid with countless broken diamonds, and the entire pair of shoes sparkled.

Amelia couldn’t help exclaiming, “They look like crystal shoes. The Young Master is that prince.”

The stylist wanted to ask her if she had seen any princes in wheelchairs. However, she swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue. If she said anything bad about Charles, she believed Amelia would be furious.

Dolores cast a glance at Amelia and let out a slight sigh. If Amelia wanted to win Charles’ heart, she would have to change herself. However, Amelia was too selfish and unwilling to change. It was certain that Charles would not fall in love with her. Dolores took the dress into the bathroom.

The dress was quite simple, it had no accessories. In a blouse design, there were two straps at the top of the dress. Around the waist, there were two straps – one pulled out on the left past the waist from the right, and the other pulled out on the left. This strap was longer than the other, long enough to hang above the knees, and the hem of the dress extended to the ankles.

Because of the two crossed straps, the neckline naturally formed a deep V-neck. The hollow of her plump chest was slightly exposed, attracting people to imagine endlessly.

With the makeup done by the stylist, Dolores still retained her original purity, but a bit of charm was also added to her appearance. When she looked around, she had a kind of elegant and graceful temperament, which attracted the attention of others. The black dress made her look aloof and proud, and it made her look charming and elegant, fascinating to others.

When Dolores came out of the bathroom, even the stylist and Amelia, who were women, were stunned.

Dolores had attended all kinds of banquets and parties. She did not feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, she looked very elegant.

Standing in the bathroom doorway, she laughed. “Is there something wrong with my face? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Oh. Your shoes.” Amelia snapped back to reality. She bent down and placed her shoes at Dolores’ feet.

Dolores lifted her feet and put them on. They fit her very well and the height of the heel was quite cozy.

“Come on. The Young Master is waiting for you outside.” Amelia held out her arm and let Dolores take it.

Dolores’ ankle hadn’t fully recovered, so she didn’t refuse. She took Amelia’s arm.

In the living room, Charles was answering a call. Hearing rustling, he turned around and found Dolores, who was dressed.

His pinch on the phone tensed. Trying his best to suppress the obsession in his eyes, he said on the other end of the line, “I’ll be right there.”

After that, he hung up the phone and said to Dolores, “Let’s go.”

Dolores let go of Amelia and walked toward him. Grabbing the handle of the wheelchair, she said, “Please let me push it for you.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” Charles bowed his head and stared at her. He wanted to compliment her on her beauty, but he couldn’t speak.

When they got out, the driver pushed Charles into the car. The car they were about to take had been specially modified. On the floor and in the door were installed automatic telescopic pedals. The wheelchair could be pushed into the car along the pedal, which was very convenient.

The driver fixed the wheelchair and got out. Then he helped Dolores sit down.

“What kind of business dinner are we going to? Where are we going now?” asked Dolores after she sat down.

If she didn’t know anything, she was afraid she’d be wrong later.

“It’s the White Group’s annual party. We’re going to the hotel run by the White Group.” As he spoke, he looked at Dolores again. “The manager told me that some strangers from B-town have checked into the hotel. I wonder if you know them.”

Dolores couldn’t help but clench her hands, but she seemed calm enough. “Although I was born in B-town, I didn’t grow up there. I don’t know many people from that city-how can it be so casual?”

She was inwardly expectant, however.

She wondered if it was Matthew who had come looking for her .

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