The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 105

Chapter 105:

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While Karina managed the studio’s every detail, from design to location, Corrine contributed financially and occasionally managed client orders. Upon entering, she was immediately greeted by Ivy Frazier, a staff member, who said to her, “Karina’s in her office.”

Corrine acknowledged with a nod and ascended the spiral staircase straight to Karina’s office.

Within the cozy room, an elegantly dressed woman leisurely enjoyed her coffee on the couch.

“Ah, you’ve arrived,” Karina exclaimed, a look of relief washing over her as she saw Corrine. She approached Corrine and introduced her to the woman on the couch, saying, “This is Corrine Holland, our chief designer, and this is Fatima Seymour.”

The Seymour family was among the top four influential families in Lyhaton.

“Hello,” Corrine said warmly, offering her hand.

Once introductions were done, they settled into a deep discussion about wedding dress designs. As Fatima outlined her vision, Corrine absorbed every detail, jotting down notes before taking Fatima’s measurements.

“We’ll prepare the initial sketches and have them ready for your review within a week. Feel free to request any adjustments,” Corrine assured her.

Fatima’s face lit up.

“That sounds wonderful, Miss Holland. Thank you.”

After bidding Fatima goodbye, Karina and Corrine made their way back to the office. No sooner had they seated themselves than Ivy appeared at the door, giving Corrine a nod before addressing Karina.

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“There’s a Miss Burgess downstairs asking for you.”

“Miss Burgess?” Karina’s voice chilled slightly at the mention of the name. The mention of the Burgess family stirred old resentment, a reminder of Leah’s scheming nature.

Setting her coffee aside, Karina said to Corrine, “I’ll be right back.”

Descending the stairs, she found Leah and Rita waiting. A cold smile formed on Karina’s lips. It seemed fate delighted in reuniting enemies.

Memories of Leah’s spiteful act against her cherished car came flooding back. Although Corrine had replaced it swiftly, the grudge lingered.

With Leah now on her doorstep, Karina was ready to deal with this woman.

Downstairs, Leah and Rita were marveling at the wedding dresses displayed behind the glimmering glass cases. Though every gown was a shade of pristine white, each carried its own charm, captivating anyone who laid eyes on them.

Rita, practically bursting with excitement, tugged Leah’s arm and steered her toward a particular dress.

“Leah, look at this one! You’d be the picture-perfect bride in it!”

The dress was crafted from lustrous satin, its mermaid silhouette elegantly contouring the mannequin’s frame. A daring back cut added just the right touch of allure, while a bow cinched at the waist, bringing a delicate, sophisticated balance.

Leah’s gaze lingered on the gown, her eyes shimmering with admiration.

“It really is stunning,” she murmured softly.

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