I'm Your Sister, Brother Chow novel Chapter 51

Leslie's boutique had always served ladies only from the most elite of the elites. Of course, he would have had heard the rumours about the Howards too.

It was just that the incident had happened nearly two years ago. If Celine hadn't reacted the way she did just now, Leslie wouldn't even have thought of it.

But for now, a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.

However, since he was in the service industry, he didn't let it show even if he thought of her in disdain. Instead, he smiled kindly at her. "My bad, Miss Vivian. Please don't mind what I just said."

Celine hadn't even introduced Vivian to him yet, but Leslie already knew who she was.

Her identity had been thoroughly exposed.

Vivian bit her lip hard, blushing red from embarrassment.

Although she never hated her mother, she had never approved of her mother's role in the Howard family.

She knew that her mother didn't get together with Uncle Dylan for his family background nor his inheritance, but in the end, she had still coveted a married man.

...

Vivian had been feeling shameful since young because of her mother's identity, but for her, the grievances she had suffered were not unjustified.

She was indeed ashamed of her mother's embarrassing identity.

How could she be worthy of a man who was so high and mighty and as noble as an emperor?

Vivian suppressed the bitterness in her heart and flashed a hurried smile at Leslie. "It's fine."

Since the goal of humiliating her had already been achieved, Celine didn't pursue it any further.

She smirked as she spoke up, interrupting the awkward situation. "Leslie, didn't you say that you had a few new dresses for me to try on? Vivian still has a lot of homework to do at night. We should hurry up."

To any normal bystander, they wouldn't catch the meaning behind Celine's words.

However, with his years of experience dealing with female clients in his business, Leslie caught on to her hidden meaning at once. He immediately turned his attention to her.

"Yes, of course, I'm sorry for being so long-winded. Please follow me, Miss Celine. The first draft for your custom-made dress has already been prepared. Mr. Madison was about to ask you to come over to have a look, but since you're here today, you might as well see it now."

Hearing him say that, Celine's smile became a lot brighter.

After all, Jenne Madison was the renowned chief fashion designer of this exquisite boutique. It was an identity symbol for anyone to wear a gown designed by him, let alone specially tailor-made for them.

Celine lifted her chin proudly. Even though she had always been careful with her words and actions and constantly paid attention to her public image, she still couldn't suppress the pride she felt.

However, none of this made any difference to Vivian.

Vivian had always been a bookworm. Aside from studying and sketching, Vivian only had eyes for Chow. She never paid any attention to luxury brands or famous fashion designers so she wouldn't have known who Jenne Madison was anyway. 

What's more, she was still brooding over the awkward situation just now and hadn't snapped back to reality yet.

She silently followed Celine and Leslie into a VIP room that was decorated even more lavishly with many expensive-looking gowns hanging on the racks.

Celine sat elegantly by the side, waiting for Leslie to bring over the mannequins one by one.

"Vivian, what do you think about this white gown? I was thinking of wearing it for the event in a few days," Celine said, asking Vivian for her opinion.

Indeed, Celine had quite good taste.

This dress stood out amongst the other dresses because it had a sweet, demure cutting as compared to the other heavily embellished ones. Except for the delicate embroidery on the bodice, the rest of the dress was free from decorations.

It was a simple dress, but its simplicity brought out the sweet elegance in it.

Before Vivian could reply, Leslie spoke up at once. "Ah, of course. Mr. Madison had guessed that you would choose this pattern. This is the style that he has prepared for you, Miss Celine. What do you think of it?"

As he spoke, Leslie leaned closer to Celine and continued with a wry smile. "Mr. Madison said that his inspiration came from wedding gowns. Speaking of which, I believe that we'll be hearing wedding bells in the future for you and Mr. Howard, is that right? A little birdy told me that you're trying to book a famous French wedding gown designer."

A wedding gown?

Vivian's heart trembled as she clenched her fists tightly.

Celine unintentionally glanced at Vivian before rolling her eyes at the attendant. "Who's the one spreading that nonsense? I've been keeping quiet about it."

"Oh, don't hide it from me," Leslie said smugly. "Look at your blushing face. Has he popped the question yet? Are you going to be Mrs. Howard real soon?"

Leslie leaned in even closer to Celine. "I know that your wedding dress will most probably be flown in from overseas, but we'd be really honoured if you'd let us design your bridesmaid dresses, Miss Celine. I mean, we've been friends for such a long time."

With just a few simple sentences, Leslie brought the topic back to his business again.

Celine smiled until her eyes almost disappeared. "Well, I really think that the decision would be up to my bridesmaid." She turned to look at Vivian. "When I get married to Chow, will you be my bridesmaid, Vivian? You can decide where you want your dress to be made," she said.

"When I get married to Chow, will you be my bridesmaid, Vivian?"

"Will you?"

"My bridesmaid?"

No, she didn't! She didn't want to be their bridesmaid!

"No!" Vivian struggled and suddenly woke up with a start, realising that Celine wasn't really forcing her into a bridesmaid dress like she thought. It had just been a nightmare.

Vivian let out a huge sigh of relief. It was just a terrible dream. She was covered all over in cold sweat under her blankets.

Who would have thought that Celine's words had such a huge impact on her?

Vivian really didn't know if she ought to be ashamed of herself for being a useless good-for-nothing.

Marriage.

Hadn't she been mentally preparing for the marriage between Chow and Celine for a long time?