HappyNovelChapter 170: Leila confirmed the troubling news, and Rachel's frown deepened. "What on earth is Tiffany thinking, faking something as significant as a marriage? I'm really worried she'll end up hurt deeply in the future." "I'm worried too," Leila admitted, her brow furrowed. "Look how plainly Tiffany is dressed today. It's obvious Connor doesn't care about her. Even for a fake marriage, he should make an effort to keep up appearances. Isn't he just making her lose face?" As Marissa drew near, Rachel sighed. “Let's drop the subject. We might be overheard." Leila clamped her mouth shut. When Marissa reached them, Rachel put on a warm smile and inquired, "Tiffany, why aren't you wearing a dress? Did you forget? I could have someone bring you one." Marissa quickly clarified, “Rachel, I am wearing a dress. It's just under this shirt. I put it on because it felt a bit chilly with today's wind." More content now at gVIηovesWith the bright sunshine proving otherwise, Rachel and Leila believed Marissa had just chosen to cover what was evidently a shabby dress with a plain shirt Chloe, who was eavesdropping from behind a nearby tree, shared the sthought. Without dwelling on it, Marissa suggested, "Rachel, Leila, let's go inside." Sympathy struck Rachel and Leila. They considered having someone send over a dress to spare Marissa the embarrassment, but since she declined, they respected her wishes. Together, the theaded toward the villa. Chloe, adorned in her finest, slowly stepped out from behind the tree, her lips twisting into a knowing smile She had envied Marissa, that simple village girl, but she discovered that Connor's affection was all an act. Relieved she hadn't done anything reckless at the hospital the previous day, she felt she had dodged a major mistake. This was exactly how things were supposed to unfold. Connor would never take an interest in someone as plain as Marissa With that thought, Chloe exhaled a deep, relieved sigh and felt a surge of contentment wash over her. She then made her way toward the villa Once inside, Chloe headed directly to the lounge where Melinda, the bride-to-be, was preparing. Melinda sat in front of a large mirror, her brow furrowed in concentration. She was looking at several veils spread out before her, unsure of which one to wear. Each one was an elegant option yet somehow not quite right for her dress. The dress in question was the lilac creation that had beca sensation online. It was identical to Marissa's, though Melinda was blissfully unaware that her version was a copy. Her immediate problem was choosing a veil that would complement the dress designed by Sara. Derek's family had recently acquired a significant fortune. To honor the Warren family, Neil had invested thirty million in the dress crafted by Sara, making Melinda swell with pride. Derek's presence suddenly didn't seem so annoying Originally, Melinda had planned to forego a veil, opting instead for an elaborate hairstyle adorned with fine jewelry. However, the unexpected incident with Riss, who had shaved her head the previous day, left her with no option but to choose a veil to cover up. The veils, hastily prepared and undoubtedly costly, did not seem worthy of pairing with Sara's design Sara, renowned as the chief designer for the Sarth Group, was a beacon of fashion worldwide. Her creations were sought after by a global clientele of wealthy women, queens, and princesses, who flaunted them at high-profile gatherings. Over time, Sara's designs had becsynonymous with luxury and exclusivity. A dress of such distinction naturally demanded accessories of equal grandeur. Yet, these veils seemed inadequate As Melinda agonized over her choice, Chloe entered the lounge. Spotting her, Melinda eagerly sought her opinion. "Chloe, take a look, please. Which of these veils do you think pairs best with Sara's dress?"
Chloe looked at the dress, her inner envy clashing with her outward m composure. She picked up the least fitting vell, her smile masking her deceit. "This one seems to match perfectly."
Melinda trusted her completely and immediately tried on the veil. After a don short silence, Chide leaned in closer. "Melinda, I've just stumbled upon a shocking secret about Tiffany."
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