Chapter 21


    All three saleswomen opened their mouths wide, confusion visibly painting their faces. I felt as if most of


    the tension left my body as he made me the boss of him. He led me to the sofa in the middle of the


    luxurious atelier, and then said a few words to one of thedies. I had no idea what he said, but it


    couldn‘t be anything polite since she bowed apologetically before darting to the back of the boutique.


    Suddenly, some otherdy appeared in front of me, a nervousness shing through her smiling face.


    “Would you like some tea or coffee... Mrs. Lan?” she asked.


    My jaw dropped, hearing her call me that. At least, now I was able to guess what Neil had said to that


    otherdy. Nheless, it surprised me. Wasn‘t my engagement supposed to be a secret? I nced at


    Neil and saw a wicked grin on his face. Suddenly, I understood everything. I was the one who asked for


    this. I was the one who wanted to y a bigger role in Aren‘s n,


    and my first assignment had already begun... “A green tea would be nice,” I said calmly to the agitated


    saleswoman before straightening my back


    As thedy disappeared to prepare my drink, Neil gave me a brief nod of approval and stepped closer


    before leaning over me. “Good job, Ms. Bell. Mr. Lan‘s future wife needs to have more confidence,” he


    said, lowering his voice.


    “This date... Will there be any paparazzi?” I asked, matching my voice volume with Neil‘s.


    “Good guess.” He softly chuckled.


    “So... our rtionship will be public...” I muttered almost breathlessly.


    “It is essential that everyone realize that Mr. Lan‘s rtionship is something serious,” he confirmed.


    I smiled wryly. “Wow... I suddenly felt like a shooting duck.”


    “I, personally, thank you for doing this.” He nodded his head with a sincere smile. “Having you fully on


    board can truly help Mr. Lan.”


    “I‘m d to be on board... even though I have no idea where this ship is cruising...” Iughed nervously.


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    “Don‘t worry, Ms. Bell. You will know in time,” he replied mysteriously.


    His response didn‘t help dissolve my anxiety, but I was the one who epted Aren‘s condition. I


    guessed that I would have to trust him and believe that he had his reasons for not telling me everything A


    minuteter, three boutique saleswomen came back with my green tea and tons of beautiful and insanely


    expensive dresses. Neil was the one who helped me pick the right one. After an hour of trying different


    designs, I walked out of the dressing room in a silky, bottle–green, fitted dress on thin straps. I stood in


    awe in front of the mirror, watching how the fabric emphasized my breasts without exposing them too


    much. The cutplimented my waistline, amazingly presenting my hourss figure.


    “That‘s the one,” Neil agreed, grinning. I sighed in relief. I would hate to wear something that would make


    me feel ufortable, and this dress gave me all the confidence I needed. Moreover, I was d that


    this whole preparation part was over... or so I thought. “Great!” Neil excitedly pped his hands. “Now for


    the hair and makeup.” I should have known that it wasn‘t the end of torture. After two additional hours, I


    was proven that my dull blond hair could actually shine and fall gracefully inmercial–like smooth


    waves, and with a finished makeover from the makeup artist, I could barely recognize myself in a mirror.


    “Ms. Bell, you are ready to show yourself to the world,” Neil announced, offering his hand to lead me out


    to the car.


    I grinned at him. I would never have thought that I could resemble someone I could see in


    Preparations


    tabloids, and moreover, I didn‘t dislike it. I found it strange to discover that I could actually look like


    one of those rich girls without having stic surgery. Somehow, I started to look forward to my


    date...