Gluey Love Between Us novel Chapter 122

For so many years, Eden was the only woman who made Victor feel this way.

Anson knew how painful Victor was, so he really hoped that Eden was that woman.

'Alas!"

Anson let out a deep sigh.

He prayed in his heart that Eden Bleu was Eden Clement. Then, everything would be fine.

Anson scratched his head in frustration and anticipation.

There was obviously a faster way, but Victor insisted on finding it out bit by bit. Anson understand what he meant.

He looked up and saw Eden coming over. Then, he gave a smile.

"Mr. Skye, let's go." Eden wore a white dress and smiled slightly. She was like a blooming lily in a valley, with an aura of spirituality all over her body.

"Let's go!" Anson brought her away.

After they left, Riley walked to the door and coldly looked at Eden's back.

She coldly raised the corner of her mouth and called

Myra. After that, she started her work happily.

Anson brought Eden to Victor's lounge. The room was separated by frosted glass.

The whole lounge was bright, spacious and luxurious.

Anson glanced at Eden and pointed at the fitting room. He said, "Miss Bleu, there are dresses in the fitting room that Mr. Alwynn has prepared for you. The one you like will be delivered to the hotel in advance."

"Alright!" Eden nodded.

As she walked into the fitting room, and didn't see the meaningful smile in Anson's eyes.

The moment the door to the fitting room was closed, the smile on Anson's face grew wider.

But... He raised his eyes and looked at the fitting room. He didn't dare go in.

What a pity!

The fitting room was very large. Eden looked at the dresses tonight. There were about 20 dresses in total, all of which were the most popular.

They were all designed by Marianne.

She had to admit that Marianne was the most experienced designer in this country.

Eden had always liked her designs.

She glanced at the red dress. It was made of silk. It had a soft texture and unique style.

It was a style she'd never seen before, but it didn't fit her. It suited Abigail very well. She preferred white dresses because she had a purer temperament.

She picked up a white dress. It was simple but she liked the style. She smiled with satisfaction and tried it on.