The Flower That Grew from Ashes novel Chapter 85

"This one will do. It's fine, don't waste any more time."

The same boutique, the same companion, but the treatment was worlds apart.

Annelise slowly stood up and stepped aside, her face still maintaining that flawless, graceful smile.

Ultimately, they settled on the high-waisted gown.

When leaving the boutique, Annelise used the excuse of needing to use the restroom and told Clarissa and Lizzie to wait for her in the car.

She watched the black Rolls-Royce slowly pull out of the parking lot.

Then, she turned around and walked right back into Lumière Blanche Couture.

The head designer was just instructing her assistants on something.

Seeing Annelise return, she looked a bit surprised.

"Mrs. Lehman, did you forget something?"

"No." Annelise shook her head, a curious, conversational smile on her face. "I was just a little curious and wanted to ask."

"A client as beautiful and elegant as Ms. Sherwood must have left a strong impression on you, right?"

The designer immediately smiled and nodded. "Oh, absolutely. Ms. Sherwood's grace is top-tier among all our clients."

"Has she ever been to your boutique before?" Annelise asked, feigning casualness.

The designer tilted her head, thinking hard.

"Oh... now that you mention it, I think I remember."

"It was probably... four years ago. Yes, exactly four years ago in the autumn, she came by once."

The designer's memory seemed to open like a floodgate.

"At the time, she also came with a gentleman, and they were looking at wedding dresses too."

Annelise's heart plummeted violently.

Autumn, four years ago.

That was precisely when she and Hackett had just solidified their relationship and were deeply in love.

Her voice remained perfectly steady.

"Oh? Is that so? What did this gentleman look like?"

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