Chapter 120 Dress Trial


    Adam wanted to take ire to a designer who was very famous and exclusively designed wedding dresses for celebrities. ire was nervous because she knew she wasn''t a celebrity, not even a style icon, while Adam''s style was followed by youth all over the world. She didn''t want to embarrass herself.


    "Is it necessary to buy a wedding dress from your designer?" ire asked hesitantly.


    "Of course, otherwise she would be upset if I bought my wedding dress from another designer," Adam replied casually while reading something on his phone. They were sitting in Adam''s car, heading to the designer''s workshop.


    "So why don''t you go there and buy a dress for yourself while buy from somewhere else?" ire suggested, mentally adding, ''the cheapest one."


    "No way. How can I buy from the best designer while my wife gets a dress from someone else? You should be the one to get the best wedding dress," Adam said, fmally lifting his head from his phone and smiling sweetly, causing a blush to spread across ire''s face as her heart sped up


    She looked away to break the spell Adam''s enchanting eyes were casting on her, and in the confined space of the car, she had nowhere to run from this charming and irresistible Greek god.


    But they will be very expensive," she muttered slowly, her eyes fixed outside the car window, watching the passing scenery,


    "Don''t worry about the cost. It''s on me," he said softly, making ire smile at his sweet gesture. No one had ever talked to her with such care. She suddenly remembered that Adam was never rude while talking to her, even though she was always the one bawling at him and ordering him around.


    The rest of the ride went by in silence as Adam was busy with a phone conversation, and ire was upied with checking emails. After all, she had to finish all her work before the wedding. When they reached the designer''s showroom, Adam was still on the phone. When his bodyguard opened the door for him, he got out and gestured for ire to follow him out of habit. ire got out of the car and followed


    him.


    As Adam entered the exclusive showroom, he was greeted by a swarm of salesgirls. Everyone wanted to attend to Adam Whitmore, but onedy was quick to greet him and ask, "Good evening, Mr. Whitmore, How may I help you?"


    The salesgirl looked at Adam with dreamy eyes, admiring his enchanting beauty. The man was indeed a


    work of art.


    Adam didn''t reply, still engrossed in his phone conversation. He held up a hand, signaling the salesgirl to wait. So, ire took the initiative to speak.


    "We''re here to try on some wedding dresses," she told the salesgirl as she nced around to admire the ce.


    The showroom was avish space, filled with delicate chandeliers and plush carpets that whispered luxury with every step. Mannequins draped in exquisite wedding gowns stood on pedestals, cach dress more breathtaking than thest. The air was infused with a subtle, expensive perfume, adding to the opulent atmosphere.


    The salesgirl gave ire a once-over, her eyes filled with disdain. A grimace spread across her face as she


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    ire sighed. She was used to this kind of behavior whenever she apanied Adam to elite ces as his PR manager, Usually, she would have ignored them and moved on. However, today was different. They had a tight schedule: after the dress trial, there was cake tasting, and she needed to visit her grandmother. Determined to not let the salesgirl''s arrogance dy them, ire squared her shoulders and stepped closer to the salesgirl. "I am here to try on wedding dresses," she repeated firmly.


    The salesgirl reluctantly tore her gaze from Adam and finally looked at ire. Her expression turned judgmental as she took in ire''s oversized coat with a white shirt underneath and loose dress pants. She nodded curtly.


    This way," she said, her tonecking warmth.


    ire nced at Adam, who was still engrossed in his phone call and hadn''t even noticed her. She sighed and decided not to disturb him before following the salesgirl. As she walked, she couldn''t help but notice the luxurious details of the showroom: the intricatece on the dresses, the soft glow of the lighting designed to make the gowns sparkle. It was a world she had only ever seen from the sidelines, never truly a part of.


    They reached a private fitting area, enclosed by heavy velvet curtains. The salesgirl pulled them aside, revealing a room filled with mirrors and soft seating.


    There are some gowns here that might suit you and your budget," she said, gesturing to a row of gowns in a dimly lit corner. "We actually kept them aside to discard because they have some minute defects in production. We send them to some merchants to sell at cheaper prices, which are still worth a fortune, but I think you can choose from them."


    ire nced at the selection and chose two gowns. She wasn''t particrly excited about the wedding. she felt it was okay to wear anything. However, she knew she had to look fine since it was going to be a high-profile event since she was marrying Adam Whitmore. "These two, ire said. The salesgirl took them down from the hangers and handed them to ire harshly, almost dumping the gowns into her arms,


    "Be careful and don''t damage the gowns. I''ll wait outside. Make it quick," the salesgirl said, still with an air of indifference. With a final look of disdain, she walked away, leaving ire alone.Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


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