Chapter 125

Amelia did not expect that Olivia would reject her so decisively. She was stunned for a moment. Her face turned ashen, and her hands trembled in anger.

“This Olivia is so disrespectful to me!”

She slammed her phone on the floor. A cloud of warning settled over her features.

Emma carefully picked up the phone and observed the look on her mother’s face. Then, she asked in a soft voice, “Does Olivia think that the clothes are too old–fashioned, so she doesn’t want them? I still have…”

Before Emma could finish the sentence, Amelia suddenly interrupted her in a harsh tone. “What an ungrateful brat! Don’t bother with her. Let her make a fool of herself tomorrow.”

Amelia was so angry that her head was spinning. A swell of irritation vibrated in her chest as if it would burst through her lungs.

After sitting on the sofa for a long while, she finally cooled off.

Amelia regained her senses and turned to gaze at Emma, thinking, “Olivia would definitely make a fool of herself and embarrass both the Green and the Taylor families the day after tomorrow. Therefore, Emma could not make a mistake. To salvage our reputation ruined by Olivia, Emma has to be the star of the event.”

Thinking of that, Amelia said, “I heard that Mr. Abel Dubois is in Evervale these days. He has designed a unique diamond gown which is currently on exhibit in the country. I’ll contact him later to buy the dress.”

“Abel? A diamond gown?”

Emma’s eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was beating fast. “Is Mom talking about the dress named Angel? It’s a unique white–colored long train diamond gown which costs several millions of dollars.”

It was the first time Emma wanted a piece of apparel so desperately.

She had never worn such an expensive gown before.

It wasn’t that Emma couldn’t afford it, but it wasn’t worth it. Several millions of dollars could buy a luxury car or a mansion. Using that much money to buy a garment that she would only wear a few times was a bit extravagant for her.

Moreover, these kinds of dresses were normally created by designers to participate in competitions and not for sale.

To buy one, other than money, one also needed connections.

“Mom.” Emma tried to control her slightly trembling voice. “Isn’t it too. glamorous? I…

“How can it be too glamorous?” Amelia looked at Emma fondly. “Not matter how expensive the gown is, my daughter is worthy of it.”

Amelia’s voice became gentle. She stroked Emma’s head lovingly and said with sorrow, “My Emma has suffered. Ever since Olivia is back, you haven’t had a single day of peace. You put up with everything and yield in every way. Even Ethan Turner was stolen from you. It’s really been hard on you.”

Emma threw herself into Amelia’s arms, her eyes moist and her voice choked, like an aggrieved little girl. “Mom, I’m not afraid of hardship. Even if you want me to go back to the orphanage, I’m willing to.

I’m just afraid that you don’t want me.”

“Silly girl.” Upon hearing this, Amelia’s heart ached. “How can I not want you? You’re my daughter.”

After comforting Emma, Amelia called Abel and requested to buy the dress.

Abel agreed without hesitation.

Amelia was delighted. “That’s great. My daughter is going to wear Angel to her grandfather’s birthday party the day after tomorrow. Can you come over and help with the fitting?”

Much like haute couture clothing, the unique dress required the designer to fit it personally.

Amelia thought that since Abel had agreed to sell the gown to her so readily, he would come over to help with the fitting and make necessary alterations. But unexpectedly, the designer rejected her.

“Why?” Amelia was surprised.

Top fashion designers like Abel were very particular about their works and pursued perfection in every detail. Under normal circumstances, Abel would engage in extended communication with the buyer and make multiple alterations.

“I’m really sorry, Mrs. Taylor. I should alter the gown according to your daughter’s size, but I’m really not available these days,” Abel said apologetically, “You really don’t have time?” Amelia frowned in confusion. “I thought your exhibition was over?”

Abel smiled, unable to hide the joy in his voice. “No, no, it’s not about the exhibition. I’m making a gown for a distinguished lady these days.

Coincidentally, she will also be attending a party the day after tomorrow. So I’m sorry, I really can’t find the time.”

“A distinguished lady?” Amelia looked puzzled and couldn’t understand for a designer, what could be more important than his own creation?

Amelia was about to make an issue out of it, but Abel seemed to have anticipated her actions and spoke first. “I know this is my fault. Mrs. Taylor, if you’re not satisfied, you can choose not to buy the gown.” “No, no, no.” Amelia was anxious and immediately said, “It’s alright, it’s alright. Mr. Dubois, you can go ahead with your work. As for the gown, I still want it.”

Abel nodded. “Alright, my assistant will contact you later and send Angel to the Taylor family. I have something to attend to here, so I’ve got to go.” Without waiting for Amelia’s response, he hung up.

Olivia was standing in front of the mirror, trying on clothes. When she saw Abel walking over, she cast a glance at him, then quickly averted her gaze and looked at herself in the mirror.

“This gown looks great. It suits you perfectly.” Abel’s eyes were filled with admiration.

Olivia frowned slightly. “It’s too sexy.”

Abel looked at it and examined the details before saying, “I can alter it.” “Will that be too much trouble?”

Olivia hesitated. He saw that Abel seemed to be very busy on the phone.

“No trouble at all.” Abel shook his head and looked at Olivia. His tone was sincere. “I’ve freed up my schedule these two days to serve you.”

“Isn’t that gown on exhibit?” Olivia recalled that Abel had a gown named Angel which was on display.

“Oh, you’re talking about Angel?” Abel’s expression was indifferent. “It has 10:56]

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“Sold?” Olivia raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise.

Abel nodded. “Angel was specially designed for you. Since you don’t need it, there’s no point in exhibiting it.”

Abel sounded nonchalant as if he was talking about a piece of trash. Meanwhile, Emma was talking to Lola on the phone in her room. Her face was red and she was extremely excited. “Lola, Lola, do you know? I bought the gown, Angel!”

Lola was lying on the bed, watching dramas listlessly. After hearing Emma’s words, she sprang up and shouted in excitement. “What did you say? What did you say? Say it again. What did you buy?”

Emma took a deep breath and steadied her emotions. Her lips trembled slightly as she said, “Angel, I’ve bought Angel!”

“Oh, my goodness!” Lola exclaimed. “Where is it? Where is it? I want to see it and touch it.”

Lola pleaded, “Emma, my dear Emma, can you let me try it on? Just for a minute.”

Emma leaned against the sofa with a proud expression and paused for a moment before saying, “Okay, just one minute.”

“Ah, ah!” There was another round of exclamations. Lola was exhilarated. “Emma, you’re so incredible and amazing. Angel is not for sale, right? I remember Abel saying that the gown is a gift from him to an angel. I can’t believe he sold it not long after he said that.”

“I don’t know.” Emma shook her head. Her eyes flickered as if she had thought of something happy.

She raised her chin slightly with a complacent expression. “Perhaps Abel thinks that I am an angel?”

The gown that no one else could buy was now in her possession.

The gown that an internationally renowned designer had said was designed for an angel would be worn by her.

Thinking about how she was going to knock everyone’s sock off with the gown and attract envious or jealous gazes, Emma felt elated.