Before Sydney took it, Lyra went over and snatched it from Sharon. "I want this as well."
Sydney pursed her lips.
Sharon was fuming in anger. Her hands were on her waist as she glared at Lyra and said, "Are you doing this on purpose? You already took one, and here you are again?"
Lyra hung the gown she just snatched from Sharon's hand over her arm. “That's right. I am doing this on purpose. You said something was wrong with the last dress. In that case, point out something wrong with this dress. Let's see how many dresses you can find fault with."
"You..."
"It's fine, Sharon. Let her he." Sydney pulled on Sharon, who was about to lose it. She then threw a glance at Lyra and walked towards the other side.
Sharon was unwilling and said, "President Raines, are you just going to let her be?"
"Of course not. You will see what happens later," Sydney answered in a low voice. After that, she picked the most expensive gown on the rack in front.
Sharon did not know what Sydney was doing, but she kept quiet and said nothing.
Sydney took the gown to the mirror and placed it on herself to take a better look. While she did that, she silently counted down. "Five, four, three, two-"
Before one, Lyra said loudly, "I want that as well."
The gown that Sydney was holding was indeed beautiful. Although Sydney did not put on the dress, anyone could imagine how good she would look in it.
Sydney was definitely here to pick a gown in preparation for the charity auction a few days later. Lyra swore that she could not let Sydney go with such a beautiful dress and attract Julien's attention.
"Since you want it, you can have it." When Sydney saw Lyra coming over, she handed the gown over.
Lyra took it.
Sydney turned around and went to the other racks to look for another expensive gown.
Very quickly, Lyra took it as well.
Sydney pretended to be upset and threw her a glare, but she did not lose her temper. She simply walked toward another side.
When Lyra saw that Sydney was upset, she was naturally delighted.
Go ahead and pick.
No matter what she picked, Lyra would snatch it to piss Sydney off!
The next few dresses that Sydney picked were all taken away by Lyra. Sharon was about to erupt, but she accidentally noted Sydney's smile and came to a sudden realization.
"President Raines, did you pick the most expensive ones for Lyra?” Sharon whispered in Sydney's ear.
Sydney nodded. "That's right. Since she’s so adamant about me not getting a suitable dress, I should go along with her. Her bank account might bleed a little today."
"Amazing!” Sharon gave Sydney a thumbs up.
Sydney smiled. "Not only that, but if Lyra is here to look for a gown at this time, she must be going to the charity auction. Did I tell you that the main aim of this charity auction is wildlife protection?”
"That's right." Sharon nodded.
Sydney narrowed her eyes. "What will happen if you wear animal fur and leather goods to an auction like this?"
Sharon smiled. "I understand. Leave it to me."
She patted her own chest, kept her smile, and said angrily, "President Raines, she took so many of the gowns we picked. Why are you not saying anything? Those dresses are so beautiful. Can you imagine them with a fur shawl or a bag made of crocodile skin? I bet they will go really well together. What should we do now?"
"It's fine. Let's look around. Others might go well with these accessories too." Sydney patted her hand to calm her down.
Not far away, Lyra heard their conversation and lowered her eyes.
A fur shawl or a crocodile skin bag?
She turned around to look at Kate, who was holding a lot of dresses, and picked one of them up, realizing that they might really go well with each other.
Those gowns were already feminine enough, and a fur shawl would accentuate the wearer's femininity more.
What a great idea.
Sharon stole a few glances at Lyra and saw right through her. Sharon smiled and said, "President Raines, she took the bait."
"Since she took the bait, we can quit now. Excuse me?" Sydney raised her hand and said.
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