My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart (Oriana) novel Chapter 371

Chapter 371 The Humiliation

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“I’m more than satisfied. Who else could possibly please me the way you do, Mr. Caldwell?”

Micah’s face tensed. His large hand instinctively found her waist, his palm closing around it with precision.

With a subtle push of his wrist, Oriana fell softly into his arms.

At such close distance, she could clearly see the desire flickering in his eyes. Her body pressed against his, and she tried to struggle away. “Don’t–there’s still-”

Before she could finish, Micah’s lips found hers in a rain of delicate, unrelenting kisses.

“You’ve changed into your gown?” he murmured against her skin. “Let me see if it fits.”

Oriana almost bit her tongue. “How–how are you planning to check that?”

Micah didn’t answer. His hands did all the talking.

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Luna stormed out, clutching her head in frustration. The moment she reached the door, she suddenly realized–she hadn’t even picked a gown yet. The thought nearly made her choke.

Just as she turned back, the staff member who had attended to her earlier approached with a pleasant smile.

“Wait, Ms. Sterling.”

Luna lifted her chin with practiced arrogance. “Has your designer prepared a new gown for me?”

“I’m afraid not, Ms. Sterling.”

Luna’s smile froze, her expression hardening into fury. “Then what on earth were you discussing in there?”

Still smiling, the staff member replied sweetly, “Our designer said, since you’re dissatisfied with our studio’s designs, perhaps Ms. Sterling, you would be better off finding a different designer elsewhere. Ms. Sterling, as of today, we will no longer be taking orders from you–or from any of the guests who came with you.”

Her words were polite, but every syllable struck like a knife.

“What?” Luna barked.

“Hey, are you guys serious? Do you even know who she is? This is Mr. Holloway’s fiancée–the founder of Aurora! How dare you refuse her? Are you blind?”

“That’s right! If you don’t apologize now, when Mr. Holloway becomes one of the biggest names in the tech industry, you’ll be begging to design for Ms. Sterling–and she’ll just laugh at you!”

The women clustered around Luna, still trying to flatter her.

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The staff member’s polite smile didn’t falter. “If you’re all so distinguished, I’m afraid our humble little shop really isn’t worthy of serving you. Ladies, please–this way.”

She gestured gracefully toward the exit.

Luna’s face turned an ugly shade of green. In the end, she could only sneer. “Heh. A low–end boutique like yours deserves only low–end clients. Let’s go!”

After leaving the boutique, Luna went straight to a luxury scalp treatment spa nearby. Only after confirming that her scalp wasn’t damaged–just a few strands of hair lost–did she finally calm down.

She then headed to another high–end couture store, but before she could even step inside, the staff stopped her at the door.

Smiling sweetly, they said, “I’m sorry, Ms. Sterling, we only accept clients with appointments.”

But one, two, three stores in a row gave her the same response.

Luna instantly understood–those small studios had banded together to blacklist her.

How dare they!

The women accompanying her finally began to catch on. One of them hesitated before saying, “Well, since none of the shops are open to us, Ms. Sterling, maybe we should come back another day?”

If they kept tagging along, not only would Luna be blacklisted–so would they.

Luna could read it all on their faces.

Damn it. All of this was Oriana’s fault! Because of her, Luna had lost all dignity today.

She took a deep breath, forcing a composed smile. “What’s the rush? I never said I had to go to those so- called private couture houses. Big names or not, they’re still just independent designers–not exactly high society material.”

The others exchanged awkward glances, too embarrassed to reply.

The more they stayed silent, the clearer it became–they didn’t believe Luna had turned her nose up at the boutiques. They knew those boutiques had turned her away.

Grinding her teeth, Luna suddenly thought of something. She pulled out her phone and called Kai.

After a short delay, he answered, sounding a bit surprised. “Luna? What’s up?”

“Hi, Kai.” Luna quickly explained her situation–she needed a gown suitable for the summit. “You attend a lot of events. Could you ask one of your stylists to help me get something ready?”

Kai didn’t hesitate. “Of course. That’s easy. I know the South Ocean–Antarelia distributors personally, I’ll make a call.”

Luna’s tone immediately softened. “Thank you, Kai.”

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