The woman who owned the boutique still did not believe that her boutique would be destroyed or go bankrupt. This business she had built had been going on for years. She thought it was impossible that it could be ruined by the words of a stranger who she didn't even know who he was."That nonsense won't happen," she said confidently.Carson stood firm in front of the woman who owned the boutique. His gaze was filled with a deep sense of confidence. He was sure that what he said would happen. She had many subordinates that she could order to destroy this boutique."I understand if you feel skeptical. However, don't take this warning lightly. I know what I'm talking about. If you do not address the issues at hand, not only will your boutique be destroyed, but your reputation and everything you have built up over the years will also be ruined. Your ethics and actions make me angry."The woman looked at Carson with conviction. "I don't believe that your words could destroy my boutique. Thi
Alison and Paula looked back. They were still thinking about the dress that Carson had cut out earlier. Paula did say it wasn't a good outfit, but she liked the dress in her heart. It was a graceful and charismatic style, and the luxurious and classy impression was very prominent in the dress."Why did the dress have to be cut?" she said, frustrated.It was supposed to make her feel special, not ruined. Everything had happened, and there was no way to change it. Her regret became even more painful when she realized how expensive the dress was—tens of thousands of dollars, and now it was ruined. There was nothing that could be done."I think that dress suits us," Paula said in a tone that tried to be soothing.Alison nodded, feeling the same way. She envisioned themselves wearing the dress to a glamorous event, shining amongst the crowd. "Yes, it is. It's perfect for us," she replied, her voice a hint of disappointment.Beside them, Carson smiled a little as if not feeling the impact o
They went inside the house. Paula and Alison prepared everything they could. Anything to make Vani feel comfortable in their home. Of course, they would do their best because they didn't want to make a wrong impression on Vani.After everything was prepared, they sat on the sofa, and Vani took out her design papers and placed them on the table. "So, what do you guys want from the dress I want to make?" she asked in a friendly tone as if she had known them for years. I want to hear your ideas. I'll make it just the way you want it. Just take a look at my designs for reference."Paula and Alison looked at each other, confusion and excitement mingling. "I want something elegant but still modern," Paula said. "Something that makes me feel confident and special in front of people. Everyone will look at me with admiration."Alison adds, "And maybe a little touch of bold color. I want it to reflect a strong personality."Vani nodded, her smile growing wider. "Good. I love your passion and id
Alison was still silent, she was confused why her husband had such a wonderful friend. Whatever he did could be helped by this friend. She wondered who Carson's friend really was. It still made Alison wonder, but she had one guess, the general. The general had helped them before, maybe this time too."Are he and the general friends? Aren't their ages said to be much different?" Alison scratched her head. She was confused herself. Just as she was about to ask, Carson came forward. He would be measured, just like Alison and Paula, because his clothes would be made, too. Even Charlotte was being measured. She was pleased because she was going to get new clothes. She had been waiting for her turn."Are we having a party?" asked Charlotte.Carson smiled.Carson had prepared everything. The venue for the party had been booked and beautifully decorated, and the magnificent clothes were ready, just waiting for delivery to their house. This party would be a big event, with invitations sent t
Paula stood in front of the mirror in her room, watching her reflection with a cheerful smile. "I can't wait for this party," she said excitedly. She envisioned all the details that had been planned: music, the decorations, and, of course, the guests.Paula had no idea that she was going to have a party. Carson had just said that 10 minutes ago. When she heard that, Paula was immediately happy. She couldn't hide her happiness. Paula kept smiling because she was pleased.She rubbed her new dress, hanging in the closet and sparkling in the light. "It's going to be an amazing dress," she thought, though a little doubt crept into her mind. However, she tried to push the negative thoughts away. "People will see another side of me. This time, they won't be able to insult me anymore. I'm wearing a dress made by Vani, the number one designer in the world."Paula stares out the window, envisioning a warm, laughter-filled party atmosphere. "I hope everything goes well," she murmured, determined
Jane and the others were shocked to hear what Paula said. 100 million dollars worth of clothes? That's a lot of money. They looked at Paula more intently, and it wasn't long before they laughed.How could clothes be worth 100 million dollars? It was worth a house, not just a tiny house, but a villa that could be bought with just one dress. That was impossible. Their brains spontaneously rejected what Paula said, especially when they saw Paula's face.Jane and the others looked at each other, their eyes bulging as if in disbelief. "Seriously, Paula? A 100 million dollar dress?" asked Jane, her voice full of skepticism. "It's even more expensive than my house!" she laughed. Of course, no one would believe her."If you're going to lie, do better. Don't deceive us like this. It makes you sound like a moron," mocked one of Jane's friends.Another friend laughed. "She's just saying stupid nonsense. I'm sure that dress is just a cheap dress that can even be found in a trash can. Even giving
"Don't touch our dress with your filthy hands," Paula insisted, her voice shrill. "This dress is costly, made by the famous designer, Vani." She gave Jane a sharp look as if daring her to continue.Jane and her friends exchanged glances, their laughter filling the air. "Maybe they think it's a fancy dress, but it looks awful," sneered one of her friends. "They say it's Vani's? That's ridiculous. There's no way they could have done that. Vani must be busy; there's no way she would spend time on you, poor people."Alison felt a pain in her chest. Every word that came out seemed to stab her, shaking her confidence. She tried to smile, but the trembling in her hands couldn't stop."You're the stupid one. You know nothing," Paula shouted, looking at her with hatred. "We know the true quality. Meanwhile, you don't understand."Paula's glare made Alison feel slightly better, but Jane's cynical gaze still hung. The party atmosphere was suddenly tense, with sparks of hatred between them. Jane
"You have to pay for Paula's dress. It's costly," Carson said, looking sharply at Jane.His eyes glistened with dissatisfaction. He couldn't forgive Jane for soiling Paula's dress with a drink whose stains were difficult to wash off. To Carson, the dress wasn't just a dress but a point of pride for Paula. His mother-in-law loved the dress so much that he even slept while hugging the Vani-made dress. Jane soiled it so easily; Carson did not like this."But, is that really designer Vani's dress? I think that's too much, Carson. You can't possibly buy clothes from her," Jane replied, frowning. She shook her head, doubt evident on her face. Jane's friends exchanged glances, some looking worried while others started laughing, thinking Carson was just making it up."You think we're stupid? We're not that stupid for you to trick us," said one of Jane's friends, her voice full of mockery. She glanced at Carson sarcastically, not believing that her family could afford something that expensive.