“I actually had a gown prepared for you, but it was supposed to be a surprise. Since they're so eager to see it, I might as well show it to them now,” Donald reassured her with a pat on the hand.
Even so, Jennifer could not help but worry as she had promised Linda she would attend the Supreme Gala.
Therefore, leaving the venue halfway through would have a negative impact on her remarriage with Donald.
Feeling smug after seeing Jennifer's anxious expression, Natalie glanced at Camille and asked with her chin held high, “Has my White Swan arrived?”
“Yes, Ms. Quidley. Please come with me to the fitting room,” Camille replied as she escorted Natalie to the fitting room.
The two of them even flashed Jennifer a gleeful smile before entering the fitting room.
Let's see if you can afford something that costs more than five hundred and sixty thousand, Jennifer!
Harold waited until they were gone before saying, “Mr. Campbell, it's clear as day that you and I are not of the same profession. I know you were only putting up an act in front of Natalie. If you two leave now, I can pretend this never happened and call off our little bet.”
When Jennifer heard that, her eyes lit up. We won't have to leave the venue if he calls off the bet!
“Donald...”
Holding her hand, Donald motioned for her to keep quiet as he asked, “Are you scared, Harold?”
Hearing the other man's question, Harold narrowed his eyes. “What did you just say?”
“You can just tell me if you're scared. I won't laugh at you or anything.”
“Donald, I'm simply trying to spare you and your girlfriend here from the inevitable humiliation. Did you really think I'd be scared of you?” Harold muttered through clenched teeth.
“It's good to know you're not scared. Just be patient. The gown I requested for will be arriving shortly.”
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