Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1132

“I have to tell you this, Mrs. Jadeson. This kind of traditional one-piece dress—baniere—is from Jazona. My hometown, Saspiuburg, especially, has a century-long history with baniere,” Dorthea rambled on as she took off her mink coat with faked casualness.

Sasha quietly watched her.

“Wow, Mrs. Oveson, you’re wearing baniere as well? Where did you buy this? It’s so pretty!”

“Hear, hear. Mrs. Oveson, the baniere you have on must be an haute couture baniere, right?”

Dramatic gasps and praises rang out in the room. Before Sasha could say anything, the other women had begun showering her with praises.

There are haute couture banieres?

Sasha then let her confused eyes flicker between Dorthea’s dress and hers.

She remembered that the accessories on her baniere were more traditional, for Sebastian had hired old tailors to make this dress by hand.

Yet, the moment Dorthea revealed her baniere, the other women began praising her in all kinds of ways possible.

On the other hand, all they had were looks of disdain and mockery for the baniere Sasha had on.

Sasha was speechless.

Thus, she ignored them. Right as she was about to head outside, the wife of the Minister of Transportation came to her.

“Mrs. Jadeson, it seems like Mrs. Oveson is quite an expert with banieres. Why don’t you ask her to teach you a thing or two about how the buttons of the baniere should be?”

“That’s right. Mrs. Jadeson, you have a different identity now. It’s fine that you’ve made this laughable mistake in front of us, but you have no idea how disastrous things would be if you were to wear this to a gathering at the White House!”

“What?”

Sasha blinked at the woman who was about to undo her buttons, completely confounded.

Me? Making a laughable mistake?

Which part of me makes them think that I’m trying to make them laugh?

Finally, Sasha had run out of patience, and the look on her face darkened.

“No thank you. Although I don’t know much about banieres, I’m sure my husband does.”

“Your husband?”

“That’s right. Most of the banieres at Jazona are manufactured by his company, and he has several stores catering to the foreign ambassadors. Moreover, the tailors he hires are old tailors who come from families who have been making banieres for generations. The baniere I have on me comes from the hands of the oldest tailor. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it,” Sasha responded.

Once those words were out in the air, the room fell silent.

Indeed, they had all forgotten who she originally was. While she was currently powerless as the wife of the House Speaker, she used to be the wife of the empire’s president.