Chapter 155: There were various boxes of different sizes on the floor. Marissa found these boxes "peculiar" because she had designed them herself. Seeing her own creations in Connor's space made them feel strange to her Upon opening one of the boxes, Connor revealed a dress and said to her, "This is the dress I prepared for you. Do you like it?" Marissa was taken aback. It was a lilac fishtail, off-shoulder dress that she had designed, valued at thirty million dollars. Even though it was her own design, Marissa had never worn such lavish attire. These were the kinds of clothes meant for wealthy women, whereas she favored simple, comfortable casual wear Noticing Marissa's astonished expression, Connor said with uncertainty, "I'm not sure what your tastes are, but Domenic mentioned that Sara, the lead designer for the Sarth Group, is a favorite among women all over the world, so I chose this one for you. Don't... Don't you like it? If this one isn't to your liking, I've got a few others here, all crafted by Sara. Feel free to pick any that appeals to you. If none of these catches your eye, I'll arrange for other options." With that, Connor proceeded to open more boxes, each revealing yet another stunning dress Your next chapter is here galJust then, Marissa received a text on her phone: "Boss, a mysterious buyer purchased all our top-priced dresses and several expensive shoes yesterday, spending over 300 million dollars! Oh my God! I can't wait to see a princess wearing them." The word "princess" made Marissa's lips twitch slightly. She imagined the reaction of the Sarth Group staff when they realized their boss was the one wearing the dresses. As Connor observed her reaction, his confidence waned further. "You... You don't like any of these?" Before she could respond, Connor's face soured as he complained, “It's all Domenic's fault. He claimed Sara's designs are leading the fashion trends, saying each piece is unique and cutting-edge. I took his word for it." Marissa quickly clarified to ease Connor's misunderstanding, "No, I actually love these dresses. Domenic was right. Sara really is influential in the fashion world." Connor looked up at her and questioned, "Then why don't you seem satisfied?" "I'm just..." Marissa offered a helpless smile. "I think it's a bit excessive forto wear such opulent dresses. Today isn't my engagement party. Wearing such expensive attire might seem like I'm trying to outshine everyone else." Connor's face broke into a smile. “Didn't you say you want to be the most stunning woman there?" Marissa smiled. "I believe I can be the most stunning there, even without makeup and fancy clothes." "You're right," Connor agreed, smiling back. "But as my woman, you deserve the finest garments and jewels. As the leading lady of the Daniels family, it's only fitting." Marissa felt her cheeks warm. She wasn't actually his! By then, Connor had already picked up the lilac dress again and was offering it to her. "Try this one. It should complement your complexion and personality perfectly." "Okay," Marissa said, accepting the dress. She almost laughed. It was almost like striking a great deal. Connor had spent a fortune on the clothes she designed, only to present them to her as gifts. She had unintentionally made a windfall! Yet, she couldn't reveal to Connor that she was actually Sara, so she kept this secret to herself
She retreated to the dressing room and slipped into the dress. When she reemerged, Arabella and a few maids were present
"Oh, my granddaughter-in-law looks beautiful in that dress, like an angel coming down from heavent Arabella exclaimed joyfully. She then nudged Connor with her walking stick and urged, "What are you waiting for? Help my granddaughter-in-law with her shoes, quickly!"
Marissa was dumbfounded. Arabella was asking Connor to assist her with by her shoes in front or everyone? This man was not likely to stoop to such tasks!