Chapter 42

Chapter: 42

Not long after, the fitting room door opened, and Rhea walked out. Everyone stared at her, the same thought going through their

minds. Miss Evans wasn’t half as stunning as Millie was in that dress.

Instead of words of praise, Rhea was met with silence. Not a pleasant one at that.

“Doesn't it look good?” she asked uncertainly.

As if being jerked back to reality, the wealthy women immediately threw praises at her.

“What? No, Miss Evans. You look absolutely stunning in it. A hundred times, no a thousand times better than certain people. It is

worth your noble status alone.”

The store manager equally chimed in, “That’s right. It fits you like a glove. The dress seemed to have been tailored to you.”

Rhea was beginning to feel less uncomfortable and more confident. She walked towards the mirror, stood in front of it and made

a twirl.

Just then, a “rip” sound filled the room as the fabric at Rhea’s waist suddenly tore, revealing her pale belly.

She had been holding her breath from the moment she successfully wore the dress, but now...

“Did the fabric just break?”

“The dress tore! The waist design is too narrow!”

That was true. The waist design was way too narrow. Millie felt it herself when she tried it on earlier.

‘But... How come it didn’t tear when Millie wore it?”

This comment did it for Rhea. She flushed red and covered the tear with her hand.

“shut up!” she screamed and rushed back into the fitting room.

When she was trying on the dress earlier, it kept getting stuck at her waist. She could have given up, but when she recalled how

stunning Millie looked in it, she sucked in her breath and forced into the dress.

When she went out, she kept holding her breath, until she couldn’t and unconsciously let out a breath that tore the dress.

“The embarrassment! Mrs. Thomas, she’s clearly a size bigger than you. She shouldn't have worn that dress,” Gemma said,

feeling more satisfied and accomplished.

In a very good mood, Millie chose the other dresses on the models and said to the shop assistant, “Wrap these dresses up for

me.

All of them?

The shop assistant was shocked. Beyond her expectation, Millie was a big spender.

Without wasting any time, she wrapped up the clothes. She was here to sell after all. ©