Chapter 555

"Gosh, the goddess, Alexa, has graced my tiny studio with her presence! I am beyond honored to

welcome you!" Rose teased Alyssa when the latter showed up.

She had been impressed enough by Alyssa’s elite family background and her identity as Sharon, the

renowned fashion designer. To her surprise, Alyssa wore many more hats, including Alexa.

Alexa was regarded as an icon of the jewelry design industry, akin to Sharon's status in the fashion

world.

"Alright now. I'm wrong for hiding my identity from you. How can I make it up to you?" Alyssa

mused and confidently wrapped an arm around Rose's waist.

"Well, do visit me often. Don't show up only when you have something to ask from me, okay?" Rose

pouted sadly.

"You're making me out to be a player, and I'm not!" Alyssa playfully touched Rose's nose and

sighed. "I'm swamped with work right now. But when things ease up, how about we plan a getaway

abroad? I'll cover all the expenses!"

"Yay! You're the best!"

Alyssa had no time for tea and desserts. She hurried into the studio with Rose. A nearly completed

evening dress in red and black stripes draped on the mannequin in the studio. Under the warm

studio lights, it exuded a graceful and captivating charm, resembling something out of a dream.

Once again, Rose admired the dress with bright eyes, "This dress is absolutely divine! It's even better

than what angels wear!"

"It's been in your studio for a few weeks. Aren't you bored of it yet?" Alyssa joked and delicately ran

her fingers along the smooth fabric.

Rose exclaimed with adulation, "I'll never get bored of it! This dress is crafted from a rare, top-grade

gambier gauze called 'soft gold." The process of dyeing a single roll of this fabric is incredibly

intricate, taking up to a year—three rinses, nine boilings, and eighteen rounds of sun-drying.

"I'm amazed you could get your hands on such an excellent fabric. It's even superior to what's

currently available in the market. I wouldn't be surprised if you could auction it."

"This fabric comes from my private collection. I'll give nothing but the best for my family," Alyssa

proudly shared and toyed with the sleeves of the dress as she prepared to complete the birthday

outfit for Lyla.

A black Maybach rolled into the garden underneath Rose's studio. Xavier emerged from the car and

was about to open the door for Jasper when he noticed the limited edition La Voiture Noire parked

right at the entrance. He immediately yelped, "M-Mr. Beckett, Madam's here!"

Jasper's eyes lit up in anticipation as he hurried out of the car. Indeed, the Bugatti belonged to

Alyssa, as indicated by the initial C car sticker on the back. He couldn't stop smiling at the sight.

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. He quickly turned to his reflection in the tinted car window to

check his outfit and tightened the tie knot.

Jasper's demeanor surprised Xavier. The former was like a man going on a date. Jasper, always

confident in his appearance, was suddenly flustered by a woman. He had transformed into a young

man who was experiencing first love.

Turning around, Jasper asked Xavier, "How do I look today?"