Chapter 188


    J looked down at her dress. It was one of the articles of clothing that Brandon had asked her to


    keep.


    “I’m not wearing a knock-off,” she argued. She knew that Brandon would never give her something


    fake.


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    Emani sighed heavily, as though she felt sorry for the poor J. She straightened the bead drops on


    J’s evening dress for her and smiled. “Then show me thebel on the cor of your dress. I’m good


    friends with the designer of this dress, so I’ve seen it before. The logo on thebel should be


    embroidered in gold thread.”


    Without hesitation, J showed her thebel. Sure enough, the thread was not golden, but purple


    and silver.


    The assistant took one nce at it and burst into peals ofughter. “See? And you had the audacity to


    argue with me! You said that your dress isn’t a fake, but look at the evidence. You’d better change into


    another dress, sweetheart. You’re just a regr employee. How on earth did you expect me to believe


    you could afford a dress worth hundreds of thousands of dors?”


    There were other female guests who were headed to thedies’ room. When they heard the quarrel,


    they couldn’t help but prick their ears.


    “Oh, look! It’s J!” The women exchanged nces and smiled. They were all keen to see J


    make a fool of herself.


    After what had happened with J’s foster parents and the usury lenders, J had be a hot


    topic in the Larson Grouptely.


    Just then,dies’ room’s door swung open and Tiffany strode out. She was wiping her fingers carefully


    with a tissue in her hand. When she saw thebel on J’s clothes, she looked surprised. Her eyes


    wide with awe, she asked, “Lind, is this the limited edition spring dress Power released?”


    J was confused by Tiffany’s question. Truth be told, she had no idea what brand this dress was.


    “Is… Is it expensive?” When she heard the words “limited edition”, she knew the dress must’ve cost a


    fortune.


    She didn’t expect Brandon to be so generous to her.


    “Of course it’s expensive! Most importantly, even if you had the money, you might not be able to get


    your hands on one,” Tiffany chuckled, her eyes twinkling.


    Then she turned to look at Emani, who was standing in front of her, and tossed her crumpled-up tissue


    into the trash can. “Miss Gomez, what a coincidence to see you here! Is that a basic you’re wearing?


    Honey, you’re a star. You shouldn’t be wearing something so basic. What? You couldn’t borrow a high-


    end dress? You should’ve asked me for help. You know I’m on good terms with Power’s designers.”


    Emani had fallen silent ever since Tiffany showed up. Tiffany was famous in the designing industry.


    Nobody dared to offend her—not even Emani though she was the brand spokesperson of the Larson


    Group.


    Hearing what Tiffany said, Emani looked very embarrassed and lowered her head. She feebly tried to


    change the topic and said, “Ms. Fisher, it’s nice to see you again.”


    “Yes, it’s been so long.” Tiffany said dryly. Then she smiled and turned to look at J. “Lind, you’re a


    designer and you’re supposed to know what you wear. You should keep learning at least the works of


    famous brands. The piece you’re wearing is authentic. Because it’s a limited edition, the fabric and


    style have been upgraded. There are only five of these in existence, and they’re worth a ton of money


    and are only avable to the top VIP customers.”