Wendy chuckled and said, “Mom, you're absolutely right!” Her thick eyebrows frowned as she continued, “But | really don't
understand why we didn’t hire a more well-known designer for my engagement dress. It's not like our family can’t afford it, so why
do we have to rely on that little bitch? It’s just so unfortunate.”
“Look, my dear daughter, you just don’t get it.”
Regina hooked her arm through her daughter's, speaking sincerely, “Your father built up this family wealth because he knows when
to be frugal and when to spend. Having Roza make your dress is smart. She's skilled, so why not use her talents?
“Besides, letting Roza design your wedding dress is your father’s way of testing her loyalty and reminding her of her place in the
Walker family. Despite sharing the Walker family name, Roza will always be beneath you. It's her destiny to be your lifelong
counterpart.”
The mother and daughter, satisfied with their plans, entered through the front door.
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“Excuse me, ladies. Do you have an appointment?” The assistant immediately stepped forward to stop them.
“Appointment? What appointment? Does a small shop like yours need to be so high-end?” Wendy scoffed, rolling her eyes.
The assistant frowned, her demeanor turning frosty. “I'm afraid Ms. Roza will not see you without an appointment. Even the CEO's
wife of Iverson Group was just turned away for not having one.”
‘Iverson Group?!”
The mother and daughter exchanged shocked glances. Could it be true that someone from Iverson Group woulde to this brats
shop to have their clothes custom-made?
Though the Walker family had swealth, they were nothingpared to one of the four great families, the Iverson family.
“Well, we happen to be Roza’s relatives. Could you please let her know we're here to see her? I'm sure she'lle down to greet
us,” Regina said, finally disclosing their identity, as they couldn't even get a meeting.
The assistant replied, “Ha, well, in that case, | definitely can’t let you in.”
The assistant looked them over coldly. “I've been with Ms. Roza for a long time. I'm well aware of her circumstances. Ms. Roza has
always said she only has one living mother, with all other relatives being essentially dead to her.”
Regina's expression darkened with rage.
“Dead... All dead?! That little bitch dares to say that?!” Wendy, unable to hold back, blurted out her insulting words about Roza.
A chilling presence suddenly approached them from behind, apanied by the sound of icy,manding footsteps. The Walker
mother and daughter quickly turned around and saw a strikingly handsman in a sharp black uniform, his eyes piercing and
cold, striding toward them.
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Wendy couldn't help but stare at him, mesmerized by his striking good looks. Her heart raced as if she were having a heart attack!
He was so undeniably handsthat she felt like she might even want to cry out.
Wendy had always found her fiancé attractive and enjoyed showing off his photos, but he paled inparison to this man.
“Excuse me, who are you?” The assistant asked in confusion.
Axel’s cold stare swept over Wendy's face after her arrogant outburst.
Regina shivered and instinctively pulled her daughter closer.
After a brief pause, Axel’s gaze softened, and he offered the assistant a slight smile. “I had placed an order for two suits with Ms.
Roza. She mentioned they're ready forto collect.”
He then turned around and calmly approached a nearby sofa, taking a seat with his legs crossed, observing the two women with a
touch of amusement.
“There's no rush. You can finish dealing with them first.”