Ed lifted his teacup, clearly impressed, "Sorry, CEO Kingston, I didn’t consider everything thoroughly, focusing only on my daughter’s thoughts. Next time, please bring your wife along. I guess she’s an exceptional woman." This content belongs to novelFirｅ.net
"She’s different from the rest," Justin Kingston replied with a gentle presence.
Then, the two returned to the main topic, discussing the collaboration on the project.
Both parties shared their views candidly, with a sincere attitude of mutual benefit, happily signing the agreement.
Monica Usher finally chose an exquisite high-end little-known designer dress, Emma’s most popular design from last year, once sold for five million dollars.
She had already put it on; the upper part was a V-neck black blazer, with very smooth lines.
The stylish and professional fitting complemented her curves charmingly.
Paired with a starry voile skirt design, it showcased her elegant and captivating aura.
"Ms. Usher, you have a great eye," the stylist said, about to design her hairstyle, "The blazer’s lapel perfectly defines a chic, stylish tone and showcases your graceful aura, looking beautiful from every angle."
"Thank you." Monica Usher hardly listened to him, every cell in her body was excited, as if dancing.
A smile hung on her face, but her heart was elsewhere; Justin Kingston was going to put a ring on her finger at the gala. Oh my God! That would be a breathtaking moment! So many media outlets were present.
"Emma’s designs, whether in texture or color retention, are excellent." The stylist seemed to be Emma’s fanboy, speaking as he styled, "But she’s not very proactive about releasing new designs, so the old ones remain popular."
Monica Usher snapped back, saying, "I also love Emma’s designs, they’re distinctive; she’s always been my idol."
"Do you know her?" The stylist asked, "You’re also well-renowned in the design world."
She felt a bit embarrassed, covering it up, "Not quite familiar."
The stylist asked no further, feeling a bit disappointed.
Monica Usher gazed at herself in the mirror; as someone who seldom looked in the mirror and dedicated all her time to work, she discovered for the first time that she shone with beauty.
So beautiful tonight, Justin would surely take a few more glances at her, she anticipated it.
Time passed quickly, and before long, evening came.
The gorgeous sunset amazed people, the castle manor nestled by mountains and water. The Filipino staff and workers were doing last checks in the yard; the banquet venue was ready, everything looked splendid.
Ribbons, balloons, flowers, stage, posters, backdrop,...
Exquisite snacks, fragrant red wine, classical music...
It was as if Alice’s little princess dream was brought into reality.
Miles of coastline appeared beautifully painted under the setting sun, with layers of gradient reds in the sky.
Amid such natural beauty, enjoying food and the sunset glow was utterly romantic.
The guests quickly gathered, all long-time friends of Ed, most of whom Justin also knew.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries, raising their cups and chatting softly.
The soft violin music floated gently in the air.
Eighteen-year-old Alice made a grand entrance in a nearly million-dollar princess dress, wearing a gentle and charming smile, every move graceful and captivating. The media quickly surrounded her, the sound of cameras clicking endlessly.
Warm applause erupted at the venue, as everyone happily shouted—
Alice gracefully carried herself, a petite high-neck circled her slender neck, with a structured waistline highlighting her beautiful curves.
The voluminous skirt design was naturally fluffy, allowing her to perfectly embody the sweetness and allure of a princess.
Monica Usher also made her appearance, equally stunning, with an added charm that only a mature woman possessed.
She scanned the crowd with her gaze, searching for Justin Kingston’s figure.
She remained in a state of nervous excitement, about to represent the ring.
But everyone was busy in the afternoon, so no one informed her that this segment had been canceled.
As happy as Monica Usher was now, she would soon feel equally desolate.