Griffin YC probably wouldn''t dare show up at the party. With an ugly face and a reputation for
cheating, she''d be theughing stock of the evening.
The statement she released was likely just a smoke screen, a temporary fix to buy some time.
But whether she showed up or not was of no consequence to Daniel.
His ultimate goal was to show Sherman a side of Reba he''d never seen before.
To make Sherman realize that Reba was truly his perfect match!
Whether it was discussing the virtues of a nt-based diet or a strategic move in chess, Reba
and Sherman had plenty inmon.
In fact, on the chessboard, Sherman might not even hold a candle to Reba. After all, she was a
grandmaster, a champion with national titles under her belt!
So, the realpetition for Sherman wasn''t that cheater Griffin, but Reba.
Imagining Sherman''s uing reality check, a smug smile yed on Daniel''s lips. The moment of
truth was going to be spectacr!
He could hardly wait to witness the scene.
"What''s that smirk for?" Sherman turned his piercing gaze on Daniel, an air of authority in his eyes.
Daniel quickly wiped the grin off his face. "Sherman, you''re about to meet Griffin. Isn''t that a reason
to be cheerful? And don''t worry, everything''s arranged in Capital City. We''ll head over a day early,
leave Wednesday morning."
Sherman nodded slightly and immediately dialed his secretary to rearrange his schedule.
Meanwhile, the countdown to the RealTimeFlow g had Sarah buzzing with excitement. She''d
spent thest few days selecting the perfect dress for the asion.
After making her choice, Sarah went over to the Yeager estate to consult with Anthea.
"Ann, what do you think about these two dresses I''ve picked out?" she asked.
Anthea responded with a smile, "Sarah, I''ve already prepared your outfit for the g. Here it is, try it
on to see if it fits." With that, Anthea handed Sarah a champagne-colored dress.
Sarah took the dress, her surprise evident. "Ann, how did you know champagne is my favorite
color?"
"Most of your clothes are champagne, so it was a safe bet you''d like it. Go on, try it."
"You''re so thoughtful." Despite knowing Anthea for quite some time, Sarah had never figured out
her favorite color.
In the restroom, Sarah examined the dress, noticing arge ''Y'' embroidered on the tag – likely the
designer''s signature.
The light chiffon fabric was adorned with white pearls, airy and form-fitting, creating a ttering
silhouette while inexplicably feeling as cozy as if surrounded by a bubble of warm air.
She pinched the fabric, expecting some high-tech feel, but it seemed like any other material.
Was it her imagination? She felt undeniably warm.
"Ann, what''s this dress made of? It feels so warm!" Sarah emerged from the restroom, full of
curiosity.
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Anthea replied, "It has temperature-regting properties."
"Holy cow! For real?" Sarah had never imagined owning such a dress
It was downright magical. She even thought she was dreaming.
Anthea nodded. "Don''t believe me? Try opening the window and standing in the breeze."
Skeptical, Sarah opened the window to let the brisk air pour in.
But she didn''t feel the slightest chill.
My goodness! The dress really did regte temperature. This was too cool – literally.
"Ann, where did you get this dress?" Sarah was in awe.
Anthea smiled. "You might not believe it, but I invented it. No need to buy it."
Sarahughed it off. "Ann, don’t mess with me!"
Despite Anthea''s talents, she was only eighteen. How could she invent such a revolutionary piece
of tech? She must be joking.
Anthea let it slide without further exnation.
"By the way, Ann, how much for the dress? I''ll transfer the money to you."
"No need," Anthea''s tone was gentle, "Sarah, I remember your birthday ising up. Consider this
dress my gift to you."