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Chapter 112 Do You Like My Outfit?
Marion hesitated to touch many of the dresses in the wardrobe, as each one seemed expensive.
Eventually, she chose a white ankle–length dress with a seven–point sleeve and a cinched waist.
It was a new summer design from Mystara House, featuring an embroidered camellia motif on the
floating waistband which would emphasize a slender waist.
The skirt, reaching only to the ankles, was adorned with golden embroidery, and apart from an inner
lining, the dress had two additional layers.
The outermost layer, with its intricate golden threads, complemented the second layer, creating an
elegant, blossoming effect when the dress swayed.
The dress had a round neckline, enhancing Marion’s graceful neck.
She picked a diamond pendant necklace from her jewelry box, with a delicate pendant featuring
diamonds totaling around thirty carats. The subtlety of the design emphasized the contours of her
neck and collarbone.
Completing the ensemble was a vintage pink leather handbag from Dior, adding a touch of
sophistication to her overall appearance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarion had her hair elegantly tied up, and she left a few strands to adorn her updo. Her makeup was a
blend of freshness with a hint of maturity.
Unfortunately, her foot had still not fully recovered. Otherwise, she would have paired the outfit with a
pair of pink strappy high heels, completing the look perfectly.
Marion spent a full two and a half hours preparing herself.
When she descended the stairs, she bumped into Mrs. Bailey, who was getting ready to leave for the
day.
Mrs. Bailey had the garbage in her hand as she stood by the sofa. She looked at Marion in admiration.
“Madam, you look so beautiful today.”
“Really?” Marion was feeling slightly apprehensive. She was not a trendsetter, but she had a good
sense of aesthetics, ensuring her outfits were never flashy yet never amiss. Coupled with her delicate
face, it worked wonders on her appearance.
Mrs. Bailey praised her sincerely. “Of course, you’re so beautiful! When you dress up, you look much
better than the stars on TV! My daughter always talks about those celebrities with fair skin, but if she
sees you, she’ll know what true fair skin is!”
At forty–two, Mrs. Bailey was not old. She had a daughter who had just started college.
Widowed early, she had raised her daughter on her own, and the two shared a close bond.
Mrs. Bailey’s daughter enjoyed sharing celebrity gossip with her mother and often expressed
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admiration for celebrities with fair skin.
Mrs. Bailey had looked at the photos and felt that the so–called fair skin of the celebrities in the pictures
was not as attractive as Marion’s. Her skin was not just fair. It had a rosy glow to it.
Mrs. Bailey almost considered taking a photo of Marion to show her daughter, but after spending nearly
half a month here, she had figured out the personalities of the hosts.
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Lucas seemed indifferent but cared a lot about Marion’s affairs. As for Marion, though she appeared
easygoing, had her own way of handling things.
Mrs. Bailey dared to exchange a few words with Marion but did not dare to make requests like taking
photos.
Marion felt embarrassed by the compliments and repeatedly expressed her thanks until her phone
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Mrs.Bailey understood the situation and left with the garbage.
It was a call from Lucas. Though they had only spoken twice on the phone, Marion remembered his
number.
In the 11–digit number, four digits were stacked, and she could even recite them now with a bit of
concentration.
“Mr. Craig?”
“Are you ready to leave?”
“Yes, I’m all set.”
“You can come out now.”
After hanging up, Marion stepped out. A black Bentley was parked at the entrance, and the door was
already open, allowing the cool air inside to seep out.
Marion gracefully stepped into the car, to find Lucas gazing at her.
She felt nervous, and asked, “How do you like my outfit, Mr. Craig?”
Chapter 113 Oh. It’s the Watchdog!
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