Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 287

Very soon, the car pulled up outside a high-end atelier.

“Miss Stark, Director Hart has a couple of things to attend to but he will be here soon. He asked that you dress however you like.” Then, Leo added, “He also mentioned that he loves it no matter how you dress.”

He repressed a cringe as he said this and he coughed to try to hide his embarrassment.

Director Hart’s been openly affectionate these days, he mused to himself. Gone is the imposing man whose looks could freeze an entire room.

Upon hearing this, Myra flushed and hummed in response, then hastily marched into the atelier. She was getting used to how blatant Tony could be.

As she entered the atelier, she was enthusiastically greeted by the manager and the small team of sales assistants.

They had seen her as soon as she got down from the car, and given that Tony and Sebastian had personally asked them to serve her well, they dared not leave a bad impression.

The young ladies who worked in the atelier couldn’t help but look upon Myra with envy and admiration.

While there had been plenty of discussion that surrounded her before this, the final conclusion was that Myra had divorced an accomplished man, thereafter finding herself an even better catch and having the Hart Family acknowledge her as one of their own. Most women had never seen such luck in their entire lives. Her narrative was made all the more sensational when it was revealed that her new man was a legend in Bradfort City—every woman in the city saw him as the man of their dreams.

“Miss Stark, the dresses that Director Hart picked from the latest collections have been flown over from Milan and we have laid them out for you. We will tailor the dress to your size after you’ve chosen one that you like,” the manager informed dutifully with a courteous smile.

“Thank you,” Myra answered with a nod as she proceeded to browse through the dresses.

Tony had chosen dresses that he knew would be to her liking. After assessing each of the dresses, she finally picked out her favorite.

The one-shoulder dress was ankle-length and made of soft cotton, and it had a figure-hugging silhouette. The white bodice featured delicate cloud applique while the rest of the dress was periwinkle. The bodice glimmered where a narrow strip of crushed diamonds ran diagonal from the right shoulder all the way to the waist, adding a feminine and graceful appeal to the design.

In a few hours, she would be attending Tony’s birthday banquet in this dress, and he had told her last night that he would officially then announce that he was in a relationship with her.

In a relationship, indeed. The both of them had only known and dated each other for three months, but it felt as though it had been years. What astounded Myra the most was how much they behaved like an old married couple—there were days when one look was all it took for them to understand each other’s thoughts.

She was giddy with anticipation and nervous at the thought of what would happen tonight. Her fingers tightened as she clutched the dress and walked into the fitting room.

Before long, she came out of the fitting room and was surprised to find that another woman had entered the premises while she had been trying on the dress.

The woman was dressed in an elegant evening gown that accentuated her slender figure, and she held her head high so that the exquisite pearl necklace she wore was on full display.

She turned, causing Myra’s brows to furrow when she saw that the woman was none other than Kris.

Upon seeing the frown on Myra’s face, the manager awkwardly explained, “Miss Stark, you were meant to be the only customer in the atelier today, but…” She trailed off, her gaze darting over to where Kris stood in her sophisticated get-up, and cleared her throat uneasily. “Miss Kris said that she is your biological sister and that she’s only here to say hello to you.”