Not long after, Sara Lang came out of the fitting room.
At first glance, she was stunning.
Even Arabella Vanderbilt felt that the dress was absolutely beautiful.
Indeed, Sara Lang had an extraordinary elegance about her, especially her skin, which was truly exquisite. Her neck, slightly exposed at the collar, was gracefully pale, and the bright yellow complemented her skin, making it look particularly luminous and soft.
On the second glance, there was disappointment.
Even when looking in the mirror, she couldn't truly face herself, her gaze fixated on the hem of her dress, unable to look at her own face.
Arabella Vanderbilt sighed.
She glanced at the salesperson beside her, "Wrap it up for me..."
"Oh, that dress is really beautiful, Zac, what do you think?"
A gentle voice rang out, Arabella Vanderbilt saw Sara Lang's figure stiffen fiercely.
This action made Arabella's heart sink a bit.
Turning her head, she saw a tall, handsome man holding a charming woman coming from...
