The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 2311

It really was a small to medium-scale dinner party compared to the larger ones Theo and I attended before. Indeed, it was not as good.

However, it could be considered impressive, much better compared to those ragtag kinds of dinner parties.

Delia pulled me along as we weaved through the crowd, and we managed to reach a relatively deserted place.

"They don't seem to be here yet. Let's wait here," Delia said as she looked toward me. She looked me over. "Wanda, this dress of yours looks to be from Pleasant Couture."

Pleasant Couture?

I was slightly surprised to hear the name. Pleasant Couture was famous for evening dresses, and their designers were all well-known figures within the industry. How many celebrity models would pay handsome prices just to wear high-end clothes from Pleasant Couture?

How could I be wearing one of them?

Frowning, I shook my head. "It’s probably not. It's just a gift from a friend. It might just be the style."

I did not believe Marius would be so generous that he would gift a luxurious high-end dress to a woman.

"But it looks really similar. Let me show you." Delia fished out her phone and showed me the latest dress on Pleasant Couture’s official website. "See, it's this one. The more you look at it, the more it looks like it. "

I took her phone and zoomed in on the photo. It really was the same. I felt the material of the dress on my body. It was very comfortable and felt expensive. Could Marius have really forked out such a big sum of money?

I leaned closer to the phone and stared at the dress again. Tens of thousands of millions…

I dared not look any further.

I hurriedly returned the phone to her. "Impossible. It's just similar."

Even if I were to be beaten to death, I would not believe that Marius had given me a million-dollar dress.

Delia nodded. "You’re right. It's just a small banquet, after all. I don't think President Grant will let you wear a million-dollar couture piece. Wanda, I'll be off to the bathroom. Wait for me.”

"Okay."