Lily Grant’s waist was her most beautiful feature.
When she first entered college, she earned the nickname "First Waist Fairy."
If both were to wear the same clothes, it would clearly be Chloe Grant inviting her own humiliation!
Besides, Lily seemed to be waiting to see her make a fool of herself!
Chloe clutched the clothes tightly, just about to put them down, when Lily deliberately exclaimed, "Sister, aren’t you going to wear it? It’s just a trial, no harm in it."
Her words caught Isabella Gray’s attention.
"Why not wear it?" Isabella didn’t even look at the clothes, she just said, "No matter the attire, try it on, there’s no harm in doing so at home."
Even if it doesn’t suit you, you can just take it off.
Unaware of the issues between Chloe and Lily, Isabella took Chloe’s hand and led her to the changing area.
Before going in, Chloe grabbed a random dress.
Twenty minutes later, Lily was the first to walk out.
A white dress with a cutout design at the waist that perfectly highlighted her figure, her long black hair cascading down, exuding a hint of allure amidst the pure white.
Lucas Morgan was astonished at first glance, so much so that he couldn’t help but stand up.
Lily had always been confident in her appearance; sweet and lovely with a stunning figure, why shouldn’t she be self-assured?
Moreover, Lucas’s reaction now was her utmost validation!
"How is it?" Lily feigned a nervous demeanor, reaching her hand out towards Lucas.
Lucas held her hand, praising without a hint of reservation, "Beautiful!"
The look he gave her was not just one of amazement but had a distinctly fiery intensity.
Lucas bent down, whispered something in Lily’s ear, making her blush instantly, and she lightly slapped his chest, "So indecent."
Lily hesitated, glancing towards the room where Chloe was changing, "I have a feeling my sister will look better in it. When that time comes... don’t despise me."
She pouted playfully.
Just then, Isabella Gray had already changed and stepped out.
She chose a more mature and dignified purple gown that better suited her status.
"So beautiful!" Lily sweet-talked.
All women love compliments, and Isabella was no exception, her smile naturally brightening further.
"This dress suits you really well, you look gorgeous," Isabella praised Lily sincerely.
Lily feigned shyness, lowering her head.
Standing in front of the mirror, Isabella scrutinized herself for quite a while, growing a bit impatient, "Why hasn’t Chloe come out yet?"
It’s been almost forty minutes since she went in.
"Is there a problem? This dress can be troublesome, let me check."
Although she said this, deep down she was mocking: Probably too embarrassed to come out after putting it on.
What a joke, a fatty trying to compete with her over a dress?
Lily had just reached the changing area where Chloe was when she heard the crisp sound of the door opening, followed by it being pulled open from the inside.
Lily immediately burst into laughter, "Chloe, we’ve been waiting for you for ages, come out and let’s see how the dress looks."
She was anxious, waiting to see Chloe embarrassed.
And in front of Lucas, no less.
For Chloe, this was sheer agony.