Chapter 50


    Chapter 50


    The sounds of the curtain rings rubbing against the rod made their way into Vivian’s. ears, and fear


    enveloped her. Jolting, Vivian’s heart also skipped several beats.


    “Vivian!” Larissa rushed out before Kevan could when she heard her voice.


    I’ve picked the gown. What do you think?”


    Her heart settling, Vivian hurriedly turned while stering a professional smile on her face. “Of course.”


    She took a look and was amazed.


    She knew Larissa was beautiful, and knew just how gorgeously fairy–like the gown was, but she did not


    expect that thebination of the two would create something so extraordinary.


    She said sincerely, “It suits you well.”


    So well that it seemed that the gown was meant for her.


    Having Vivian’s approval, Larissa regained some of her confidence. She let out a rxed smile and


    said, “That’s great.”


    “Why don’t you head in and wait for a bit?” Vivian instructed her. “I still have something to do. Once I’m


    done, I’ll style your hair and do your makeup.”


    Larissa nced at Karin, who was stony–faced next to Vivian. She took two seconds to deliberate


    whether or not she should greet her before deciding not to–after all, theirst meeting was not a happy


    one.


    “Okay.”


    The moment Larissa said that, Karin raised a finger and pointed at her. “I want to try the gown she’s


    wearing.”


    Silence fell when that was said.


    Vivian was in a dilemma again. “We only have one design for each gown. That one has been chosen


    by the youngdy… The new arrivals still have some really good ones. Do you want to try them?”


    “No.” Karin never stopped staring at Larissa. “I want the one she’s wearing.”


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    Larissa was also stuck in an awkward situation. She had just randomly tried a gown that Kevan did not


    even like. Who knew that Karin would like it?


    ‘I guess I’ll change out of it then.”


    It did not matter to her what she wore anyway. There was no need to cause a scene over something as


    trivial as this.


    Although Vivian found it regrettable, she was grateful for Larissa’s concession. She knew Karin’s


    personality well–if her desires were not met, she would cause a huge scene. Bringing her upstairs was


    already a mistake, if she caused a scene and offended Mr. Shields, then the consequences would be


    catastrophic.


    “Wait a moment.” Larissa was retreating to the fitting room when she smacked into a wall of flesh upon


    turning around.


    “You will not change.” Kevan gripped her arm, but his gaze was locked on Vivian. ” Ms. Watts, I seem


    to recall telling you not to let anyone upstairs.” His cold voice showed just how displeased he was.


    The very thing she feared hade true. Vivian nearly cked out, her body growing cold even as she


    began to sweat. Mustering what courage she had left, Vivian slowly looked up. “Mr. Sh…” She started


    to say when Karin cut her off.


    “M–Mr. Rogers!” Karin was pale, and she was trembling like a leaf. It was as if she had seen a ghost.


    Her strange reaction raised several questions for Vivian. Not to mention her address for “Mr. Shields“…


    “Mr. Rogers?” Vivian looked at Kevan in confusion.