Chapter 125
Chapter 125
Amelia did not expect that Olivia would reject her so decisively. She was stunned for a moment. Her
face turned ashen, and her hands trembled in
anger.
“This Olivia is so disrespectful to me!”
She mmed her phone on the floor. A cloud of warning settled over her features.
Emma carefully picked up the phone and observed the look on her mother’s face. Then, she asked in a
soft voice, “Does Olivia think that the clothes are too old–fashioned, so she doesn’t want them? I still
have…”
Before Emma could finish the sentence, Amelia suddenly interrupted her in a harsh tone. “What an
ungrateful brat! Don’t bother with her. Let her make a fool of herself tomorrow.”
Amelia was so angry that her head was spinning. A swell of irritation vibrated in her chest as if it would
burst through her lungs.
After sitting on the sofa for a long while, she finally cooled off.
Amelia regained her senses and turned to gaze at Emma, thinking, “Olivia would definitely make a fool
of herself and embarrass both the Green and the Taylor families the day after tomorrow. Therefore,
Emma could not make a mistake. To salvage our reputation ruined by Olivia, Emma has to be the star
of the event.”
Thinking of that, Amelia said, “I heard that Mr. Abel Dubois is in Evervale these days. He has designed
a unique diamond gown which is currently on exhibit in the country. I’ll contact himter to buy the
dress.”
“Abel? A diamond gown?”
Emma’s eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was beating fast. “Is Mom talking about the dress named
Angel? It’s a unique white–colored long train diamond gown which costs several millions of dors.”
It was the first time Emma wanted a piece of apparel so desperately.
She had never worn such an expensive gown before.
It wasn’t that Emma couldn’t afford it, but it wasn’t worth it. Several millions of dors could buy a luxury
car or a mansion. Using that much money to buy a garment that she would only wear a few times was
a bit
extravagant for her.
Moreover, these kinds of dresses were normally created by designers to participate inpetitions and
not for sale.
To buy one, other than money, one also needed connections.
“Mom.” Emma tried to control her slightly trembling voice. “Isn’t it too. morous? I…
“How can it be too morous?” Amelia looked at Emma fondly. “Not matter how expensive the gown is,
my daughter is worthy of it.”
Amelia’s voice became gentle. She stroked Emma’s head lovingly and said with sorrow, “My Emma
has suffered. Ever since Olivia is back, you haven’t had a single day of peace. You put up with
everything and yield in every way. Even Ethan Turner was stolen from you. It’s really been hard on
you.”
Emma threw herself into Amelia’s arms, her eyes moist and her voice choked, like an aggrieved little
girl. “Mom, I’m not afraid of hardship. Even if you want me to go back to the orphanage, I’m willing to.
I’m just afraid that you don’t want me.”
“Silly girl.” Upon hearing this, Amelia’s heart ached. “How can I not want you? You’re my daughter.”
Afterforting Emma, Amelia called Abel and requested to buy the dress.
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Abel agreed without hesitation.
Amelia was delighted. “That’s great. My daughter is going to wear Angel to her grandfather’s birthday
party the day after tomorrow. Can youe over and help with the fitting?”
Much like haute couture clothing, the unique dress required the designer to fit it personally.
Amelia thought that since Abel had agreed to sell the gown to her so readily, he woulde over to
help with the fitting and make necessary alterations. But unexpectedly, the designer rejected her.
“Why?” Amelia was surprised.
Top fashion designers like Abel were very particr about their works and pursued perfection in every
detail. Under normal circumstances, Abel would engage in extendedmunication with the buyer and
make multiple alterations.
“I’m really sorry, Mrs. Taylor. I should alter the gown ording to your daughter’s size, but I’m really not
avable these days,” Abel said apologetically,
“You really don’t have time?” Amelia frowned in confusion. “I thought your exhibition was over?”
Abel smiled, unable to hide the joy in his voice. “No, no, it’s not about the exhibition. I’m making a gown
for a distinguisheddy these days.
Coincidentally, she will also be attending a party the day after tomorrow. So I’m sorry, I really can’t find
the time.”
“A distinguisheddy?” Amelia looked puzzled and couldn’t understand for a designer, what could be
more important than his own creation?
Amelia was about to make an issue out of it, but Abel seemed to have anticipated her actions and
spoke first. “I know this is my fault. Mrs. Taylor, if you’re not satisfied, you can choose not to buy the
gown.” “No, no, no.” Amelia was anxious and immediately said, “It’s alright, it’s alright. Mr. Dubois, you
can go ahead with your work. As for the gown, I still want it.”
Abel nodded. “Alright, my assistant will contact youter and send Angel to the Taylor family. I have
something to attend to here, so I’ve got to go.” Without waiting for Amelia’s response, he hung up.
Olivia was standing in front of the mirror, trying on clothes. When she saw Abel walking over, she cast a
nce at him, then quickly averted her gaze and looked at herself in the mirror.
“This gown looks great. It suits you perfectly.” Abel’s eyes were filled with admiration.
Olivia frowned slightly. “It’s too sexy.”
Abel looked at it and examined the details before saying, “I can alter it.” “Will that be too much trouble?”
Olivia hesitated. He saw that Abel seemed to be very busy on the phone.
“No trouble at all.” Abel shook his head and looked at Olivia. His tone was sincere. “I’ve freed up my
schedule these two days to serve you.”
“Isn’t that gown on exhibit?” Olivia recalled that Abel had a gown named Angel which was on disy.
“Oh, you’re talking about Angel?” Abel’s expression was indifferent. “It has
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been sold.”
“Sold?” Olivia raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise.
Abel nodded. “Angel was specially designed for you. Since you don’t need it, there’s no point in
exhibiting it.”
Abel sounded nonchnt as if he was talking about a piece of trash. Meanwhile, Emma was talking to
L on the phone in her room. Her face was red and she was extremely excited. “L, L, do you
know? I bought the gown, Angel!”
L was lying on the bed, watching dramas listlessly. After hearing Emma’s words, she sprang up and
shouted in excitement. “What did you say? What did you say? Say it again. What did you buy?”
Emma took a deep breath and steadied her emotions. Her lips trembled slightly as she said, “Angel,
I’ve bought Angel!”
“Oh, my goodness!” L eximed. “Where is it? Where is it? I want to see it and touch it.”
L pleaded, “Emma, my dear Emma, can you let me try it on? Just for a minute.”
Emma leaned against the sofa with a proud expression and paused for a moment before saying,
“Okay, just one minute.”
“Ah, ah!” There was another round of exmations. L was exhrated. “Emma, you’re so incredible
and amazing. Angel is not for sale, right? I remember Abel saying that the gown is a gift from him to an
angel. I can’t believe he sold it not long after he said that.”
“I don’t know.” Emma shook her head. Her eyes flickered as if she had thought of something happy.
She raised her chin slightly with acent expression. “Perhaps Abel thinks that I am an angel?”
The gown that no one else could buy was now in her possession.
The gown that an internationally renowned designer had said was designed for an angel would be worn
by her.
Thinking about how she was going to knock everyone’s sock off with the gown and attract envious or
jealous gazes, Emma felt ted.