Chapter 281: Customized
It was not Ernest.
Florence didn’t know how she felt at the moment. She felt disappointed, yet at the same time she
breathed a sigh of relief.
She then quickly adjusted her emotions and said with a smile, “Mr. Myron, what’s the matter? Come in
please.”
Reynold stood at the door, “Are you free now? I want to bring you to a ce.”
After the farewell party that was heldst night, they would leave the Riverside City in the next two days
and naturally they would not have any work-rted to task. What they needed to do was to pack up
their luggage. So Florence was free now.
Florence nodded her head, “Please wait for a minute. I need to take my handbag.”
Florence went into the room to take her bag and then went out.
Reynold gazed at her, his lines of sights unfathomable andplicated, “Let’s go.”
Soon after Reynold and Florence left the room, Ernest came to find Florence.
Standing at the door of her room, he looked tall and noble as usual. Nevertheless, except for
composure, there was also a touch of nervousness on his face.
He hesitated for a few seconds and then reached out to knock on the door.
“Knock, knock, knock…”
There was still no response after a long while.
Ernest slightly wrinkled his brows. It was early in the morning, why wasn’t Florence in her room?
He hastily produced his phone and made a phone call to Timothy, “Do you know where Florence is?”
Timothy replied, “I will check it right now.”
He soon called back Ernest.
“Sir, Miss Fraser left the hotel with Mr. Myron twenty minutes ago.”
Ernest immediately pulled a long face when he heard the words.
He was enshrouded by a horrifying and cold aura.
A thought popped into his mind. Last night Florence had a love test and she came out with Reynold
today. Could it be that she did the love test because she had a crush on Reynold?
When thinking of this, Ernest felt like his heart was clutched by a big hand and he felt breathless. He
was shadowed by the terror of losing her.
He even felt like he was standing on a lump of cottons, which made him flustered.
He actually felt panicked.
“Where are they?”
Timothy hurriedly answered, “It seems like they are heading towards Reynold’s vi.”
“Prepare a car for me. We have to go there right now.”
After finishing the words, Ernest ended the call and strode towards downstairs.
He had to get back Florence and he couldn’t wait for it anymore.
He wouldn’t allow Florence to stay together with Reynold alone. More importantly, he wouldn’t allow her
to be Reynold’s girlfriend.
Moreover, he didn’t want to hear Florence’s answer now. He wished so much that the result ofst
night’s love test was ‘NO’.
…
Reynold drove Florence to his vi.
Florence was a bit distracted when she saw the detached vi in front of her. She could still remember
that Reynold brought her to this vi on the first day of her trip to Riverside City.
At that time, he was still a yboy with some evil intentions and almost forced her to have sex with
him.
It was awkward when they learned that it was a misunderstanding, but that ident made them a
couple of good friends.
What a coincidence!
“What’s wrong?” Reynold asked with concern when seeing that Florence was lost in her thoughts.
Florence shook her head, “Nothing. By the way, why do you bring me here?”
“You will know the answer when youe in.” Reynold smiled meaningfully. He then walked over and
opened the door.
Florence followed Reynold into the house. They then went to a spacious and bright room that was
located on the inner part of the first floor.
There was a huge French window in the room and behind the window there was a beautiful and
luxuriant garden. The other three walls of the room were made of a huge floor-to-ceiling ss mirror
respectively and they could see their reflection in every respect.
There was no superfluous decoration in the room except a human-shaped mannequin that was ced
in the center of the room.
There was an eye-catching skirt on the mannequin.
It was a light yellow skirt which was decorated with some small transparent diamonds. It was
fashionable and formal as it could be dressed when you want to go shopping or to take part in a party.
This skirt perfectlybined fashion with formality.
“It’s so beautiful. You designed this?”
Florence fixed her eyes on the skirt. She couldn’t help but let out an exmation.
Reynold was indeed her idol and every of his new design would surprise her. She felt that this
fashionable and formal dress was really useful and convenient.
Florence was born in an ordinary family. Later, because of Ernest, she began to take part in various
high-end parties. And now, because of her work, she stepped into the upper ss and it was
unavoidable that she had to attend to some parties and dinners.
She had always been a frugal in spending money. Nevertheless, the evening dresses for parties were
all expensive yet not practical. Generally, she would put the dress into her closet after wearing it for
once.
But if the evening dress could also be dressed in daily life, Florence felt that this would probably be a
dress that she was satisfied with the most.
Reynold curled up his lips into a triumphant smile and radiated confidence.
He had always been an outstanding designer in this field and everyone would be astonished by his
talent.
“Yeah.”
He replied gently and then walked towards the mannequin and took off the skirt from it.
Florence was confused, “Mr. Myron, what are you doing?”
“No one has tried this skirt. Can you try it for me?”
Reynold took the skirt with his palms upwards and walked to Florence.
Florence liked the skirt very much, so of course she was unwilling to try it.
Reynold pointed at a direction, “The fitting room is over there.”
Florence followed his finger, only to see a wall of mirror.
But she believed that Reynold would not y such a joke at her and she didn’t doubt his words.
Florence walked over and as expected, she saw an inconspicuous crack on the mirror and there was
also a small doorknob on it.
“Mr. Myron, you’re indeed a perfectionist.”
Florence sighed emotionally. He even designed an invisible door on such a wall of mirror.
Reynold chuckled, “This room is my studio. I woulde here when I want to see the effect of my
design.”
This was the reasons why the three walls here were made of mirror and there were no other
decorations in the room. In this way, he could see carefully of every aspect of the apparel.
This was the professional attitude of a designer.
Florence thought that she would like to have a studio like this in the future.
Florence walked into fitting room with the skirt in her arms and carefully put it on.
Unlike the studio outside where had three huge mirrors as its walls, there was only a full-length mirror
in the fitting room, from which Florence could see whether she had dressed yourself properly or not.
But she couldn’t have a thorough view of the skirt.
Florence walked out of the fitting room after dressing herself.
The mannequin, which was originally ced in the center of the room, had been moved out by Reynold
and the whole room becamepletely spacious. Florence could see her reflection in the mirror
opposite to her with a single nce.
She was reflected in the three mirrors.
Reynold, who was standing not far away from Florence, felt a bit stunned when he saw her and a trace
of admiration and surprise appeared on his handsome face.
“This skirt really fits you.”
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Florence took several steps forward. When she looked up, she saw her reflection in the mirror.
With the light yellow skirt, her fair skin looked fairer and the skirt, which had been exquisitely tailored,
fully showed her good figure. The skirt was proper and it showed her elegance to the maximum.
It was fashionable and elegant.
Florence felt inexplicably delighted when looking at her reflection in the mirror.
She even had a narcissistic thought that this skirt really fitted her well as if it was customized for
her.