Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1631

Inside the wooden crates were matching suit and gown sets.

The overall color scheme was silver, with the collar of the men's suit embroidered with a golden rose pattern.

Bob's attention to detail was impressive, even making sure the buttons were rose-shaped but made of crystal.

Under the lights, the suit's material gave off a subtle silver sheen.

The mannequin's gold-rimmed glasses also enhanced the entire outfit's sophistication.

Bob began his introduction, "Nate, this suit was tailor-made for you. To me, you're like a rose—covered in thorns, dangerous and formidable, yet irresistibly alluring. Notice the rose on the collar, intertwined with gold and silver threads. The material of this suit is the best money can buy."

Mavis could not help but smile at Bob's description.

It was her first time hearing a man compared to a rose.

Yet, it did suit Nathaniel well.

He was indeed a rose with thorns, a weaponized elegance.

Seeing her smile, Nathaniel shot her a cold glance, and her smile quickly vanished.

Bob continued to describe the accompanying gown, a backless mermaid gown with a rose pattern woven with silver threads at the waist.

A gemstone adorned the neckline, and tiny, glimmering gemstones embellished the bottom half of the dress.

"This dress took me six months to complete. I wouldn't have parted with my masterpiece if it weren't for your request."

Bob looked at the dress with reluctance, sighing deeply.

Nathaniel knew Bob's nature and did not hesitate to expose him, saying bluntly, "Are you sure it wasn't the price I offered that convinced you to sell the gown?"

Bob chuckled after being exposed so bluntly.

He had the gown packed up and replied, "Well, now these outfits are yours."

Nathaniel nodded, and Tommy, who had been waiting outside, entered with a team to pack and take the clothes away.

"Take Ms. Olsen to try on the dress," Tommy instructed, using the more formal address since she was merely Nathaniel's date for the evening and not Mrs. Nicholls when in the presence of others.

Mavis followed the group into another room, allowing them to dress her in the gown.

"Wow! This dress is made for you, Miss! Your figure is simply perfect too."

Mavis was momentarily stunned as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Was this really her?

Her golden hair cascaded down her back, and the mermaid dress accentuated her curves beautifully.

Even without makeup, she exuded an innocent and demure charm.

"Please wait a moment while we do your makeup."

The makeup artist guided her to sit at the vanity and applied makeup on her face.