Chapter 57


    Chapter 57


    Well, she was the investor’s mommy, wasn’t she?


    Right after we hung up, Hry shot over the shop’s address like a bullet.


    It was this ancient tailor shop that’s pretty big with the richdies in Rivertown.


    Before clocking out. | chugged down a coffee to perk up and headed out.


    What | didn’t seeing was Hogan and Cecilia also showing up.


    As the waiter was taking me to Hry, there was Cecilia, handing over this fancy piece of fabric to Hry, biting her lip when she


    caught sight of me.


    Hogan was straight up. “What are you doing here?”


    | was caught between a rock and a hard ce.


    Hry, hearing themotion, turned around with a grin, “I invited Xaviera over. You two put together don’t know my tastes as


    well as she does.”


    Cecilia’s face fell, and she clutched the fabric in her hands even tighter.


    Awkward as hell, | was.


    Cecilia did have a good eye, though. The fabric she picked was a bit old-fashioned pattern—wise, but the color wasn’t half bad


    for Hry’s tastes.


    She digged the glitz and m.


    So when Hry looped her arm through mine, asking me to choose for her, | deliberately went for something in.


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    Hry was surprised when she saw it, but probably just to tick Cecilia off, she made a point of praising it, “See? Understated yet


    elegant. Xaviera, you''ve got the eye.”


    Cecilia didn’t say a peep, just hung her head lower.


    | tried to smooth things over, “Mrs. Hry, you’ve got such fair skin, anything suits you. Director Irwin’s choice might be a bit


    picky, but only someone with yourplexion can pull it off.”


    It was only then that Hry begrudgingly settled on a piece.


    Hogan, probably couldn''t stand the scene, pointed to a bunch of fabrics, “Make one of each of these colors, tailor them to Ms.


    Irwin’s measurements.”


    Cecilia’s eyes widened as she cooed, “Hogan, that’s way toovish.”


    Hry wasn’t pleased either, “Xaviera’s been running around with me, and you haven''t even properly thanked her.”


    Hogan just gave me a look and asked, “Ms. March, got any favorites?”


    Chapter 57


    | mean, he asked, so ying coy just wouldn''t fly. | casually pointed to a beige embroidered sample. “This one’s fine.”


    After we wrapped up the choosing, Hogan found an excuse to leave with Cecilia first.


    Hry pulled a face. “You saw that, Xaviera. Busy with work, my foot. He’s just scared I’ll give Ms. Irwin a hard time.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    | tried to reassure her. “If Mr. Zade cares about her that much, you should take her under your wing, help her out. After all, she’s


    the one to share his worries down the line.”


    Hry looked at me, gloomy, and started, “Xaviera, if you and Hogan.”


    She sighed midway through.


    | had a hunch about what Hry was getting at.


    She probably thought, if Hogan had to pick someone with an ordinary family background, she’d rather it be me.


    But she forgot, once upon a time, she looked down on me too.


    Hogan’s call camete at night.


    “Ms. March, you were quite helpful today.”


    His voice was indifferent.


    | was holding back my own frustrations and shot back, “Mr. Zade, you are too kind. | did receive properpensation, after all.”


    Wallis had mentioned once that the old tailor’s craft wasn’t something you could simply buy


    with money.


    “Ms. March, you have really impressed metely, got your eyes on the prize?”


    His tone was mocking, with that arrogance that only those higher up have.


    Suddenly, | remembered the fifty bucks my uncle had slipped me secretly, paused, and said, “Just saw the light, that’s all.”