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"Okay." Luca rose to her feet and followed the stylist to the fitting room.

Hundreds of gowns were displayed on the racks. There was a dazzling array of choices.

"Ms. Craw, since it's the company's dinner, I shall pick something simple and elegant for you. I'll go with something

that matches your makeup and hairstyle and isn't too showy," suggested the stylist. She walked to the end of the

rows of gowns and asked for Luca's opinion.

The last row of gowns was the most exclusive gowns displayed.

The stylist picked a few simple, short dresses and tried matching them with Luca's body figure. "I think these will

look great on you. Ms. Craw, what do you think?"

"I'll take this." Luca pointed at a black-colored short dress. It had clean cuts, and it was perfect for the event

tonight. It would not make Luca look overdressed.

"You have good taste. I'll let my assistant help you get changed." The stylist smiled and handed the dress to her

assistant.

Luca shook her head and replied, "It's okay. I can put it on myself. Is that the fitting room?"

"Yes," replied the assistant. She immediately handed her the dress.

Luca headed to the fitting room and put on the dress. She looked at herself in the mirror. The dress suited her well.

She pushed the door and stepped out of the fitting room.

The stylist's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Oh, Ms. Craw, this dress is tailor-made for you!"

Luca was not particularly tall compared to professional models. However, the short dress elongated her figure,

accentuating her slender, milky-white legs. It was as though not a single imperfection could be found on her.

The stylist could not help but marvel at how perfect Luca was.

If she were a man, she would surely fall helplessly in love with her beauty...

"You look stunning," the assistant chimed in.

"Go and get the pair of heels designed by Mr. Louboutin. It should be the right size for her," instructed the stylist.

The stylist had many experiences styling her other clients. That was why she was able to assess her client's body

figure and shoe size accurately.

"Okay, Ms. Cuttrel." The assistant turned around and went to get the heels. After a while, she returned with a pair of

black high heels.

The heels were sealed in a plastic bag and preserved in excellent condition. Each heel had rhinestones on them.

The specks flickered under the glow of the lights.

After Luca wore the heels, it was just like what the stylist had expected. She looked great wearing them.

"Your dress looks simple, but the heels add a touch of elegance. It's perfect.” The stylist nodded with satisfaction.

The stylist wished she could take a photo and display Luca's outfit in the store.

However, Luke told her that they were not allowed to take any photos or use Luca as their model.

"I guess that's it," said Luca. She reckoned that there was not much time left. Then, she returned to the styling

table, picked up her briefcase, and turned around to look at the stylist. "Where do I pay?"

"Mr. Crawford has already settled the bill," replied the stylist with a smile on her face. "Enjoy your dinner, Ms. Craw."

Luca frowned. She did not expect Luke to have already arranged everything for her.

She had no choice but to carry her briefcase and left.

After Luca left the fashion house, she took the elevator and headed downstairs. She realized she was attracting too

much attention. Then, she picked up her pace and got into the car.

"Ms. Craw, you look stunning!" Warren complimented.

"Thank you," replied Luca. She took her phone out and glanced at it. It was still early.

"Ms. Craw, should we head to the hotel now?" asked Warren. Luke had already told him where the venue was.

"It's still early..." replied Luca. She glanced at the time. Even though she did not know the exact time, she knew the

dinner would not start that soon.

"You're right. Boss told me that dinner starts at seven tonight. It's too early to go over now. Why don't I send you

back to the villa?” suggested Warren. He did not expect that it would only take two hours for her to get dolled up.

"It's okay... Let's go somewhere near the hotel. I'll just wait in the car," Luca thought it would be troublesome to ask

Warren to drive her back and forth.

"Alright." After Warren sent a message to Luke, he sent Luca to the hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, Warren parked the car in the parking lot, while Luca sat in the backseat, looking at

her phone.

"Ms. Craw, would you like me to get you something to drink?" asked Warren.

"No. You don't have to worry about me. Go grab something if you're hungry," answered Luca. She was planning to

wait in the car until dinner started.

Warren was not an employee of Watsons Biopharmaceutical. He would not be attending the dinner.

That was why Luca told him to have dinner first.

Warren grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. "Ms. Craw, I'm not hungry yet. Don't worry about me. I'll get

something to eat when I'm hungry."

"Alright." Luca looked at the report Rhett sent to her. Tons of paperwork had to be done as the new research

project was about to start soon.

She needed Rhett and Mo Stone to help her out.

Luca heaved a sigh when she looked at the piles of documents. She used to be good at handling them, but the work

seemed dull now.

As Luca flipped through the next file, Amur sent her a message.