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Skeletons Of The Marital Closet novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427

She was startled, and looked sideways at her. “Ah! Fiona, why are you so silent, you scared the hell out of me.”

“Um…you were too focused just now.

Fiona glanced at the computer screen and quickly remembered.

Gale patted her heart. “What do you want?”

“Mr. Wood said, if you decide to go to the exhibition, you should order a custom dress.” Fiona said, “Are you free? The tailor is already waiting.”

“I’ll just wear my usual clothes.”

“The exhibition stipulates that evening gowns are required.”

Gale asked, “Will Shawn be there too?”

“He has a meeting, and he has a ready-made suit, so he doesn’t need one made again.”

Hearing that Shawn would not go, she agreed confidently. “Okay.”

Fiona arranged a driver, saw Gale to the car, and returned to the president’s office.

“Mr. Wood, everything is done.”

Shawn raised his head from the file. “Did she say anything?”

“No. But when I went to the jewelry department, I found her looking at something,” Fiona replied.

“Huh?”

Fiona took out her mobile phone. “I took a picture, Mr.Wood. Please take a look.”

Shawn glanced deeply. “The Heart of the Deep Sea?”

“Yes.”

He raised his eyes.

In the haute couture shop, three shop assistants and a shop manager circled around Gale.

Some were serving her water, handing her magazines, and delivering snacks.

It was probably Shawn who placed the pressure on the store…

He always enjoyed the stars and the moon wherever he went, super VIP treatment, and crowds of people around him.

However, Gale was not used to it.

Under the almost pleading eyes of the store manager, Gale could only agree.

She felt like a fashion model, trying on clothes, one after another, and she tried all seven colors of the rainbow.

Finally, when she put on a black mermaid off-the-shoulder dress, Shawn’s voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

“This one looks good.”

She stood straight in place, looking in the mirror, as Shawn walked over slowly.

Gale’s hair was pulled up, and a few strands of hair hung down, revealing her slender neck, with a white clip pinned to the back of her head.

The gown framed her figure perfectly.

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