Babel Novel
Chapter 53 The Dress Is For Me?
Chapter 53 The Dress Is For Me?
Chapter 53 The Dress Is For Me?
13. 14 million!
This, of course, was not a big deal to Charleston.
But to others, this was an insane price to pay for a dress.
Although the diamonds and fabric materials may had been costly, the final value of the dress would
never exceed a million dollars.
Yet, Charleston had actually offered over 10 million dollars for it.
13. 14 million...
What a wonderful and romantic set of numbers.
Just before this, Mr. Limbaugh had purchased a brooch. And now, he had bought the gorgeous Starry
Dress.
It was obvious that he was going to give them to one of his lady companions.
Everyone wanted to see who was the lucky girl to have caught Mr. Limbaugh's attention and adoration.
Who had the charm that could sway Charleston, who repelled women before, to buy such a romantic
gift for her?
However, the private room door on the second floor remained closed. It seemed there was no way for
them to quench their curiosity.
In the private room, Emilia was thrilled, thinking about how blessed she was to have gotten Mr.
Limbaugh's attention.
"Mr. Limbaugh, I didn't expect you to treat me so well. I don't know how to thank you..." Emilia casted a
suggestive look at Charleston.
Margaret had no doubts that Emilia would say that she would gladly thank him with her body.
However, Charleston looked puzzled. He asked, "Didn't you already thank me for the brooch just now?"
"Yes, but the dress..."
The door opened at this moment, and a staff walked in with the Starry Dress.
The dress was hung on a hanger that was similar to the size and height of a human body. Four tall men
were needed to carefully bring it onto the stage.
Emilia's eyes suddenly lit up. "It's so beautiful, but the bust size is too big while the waist is a little
small. My size is..."
"Sorry, Miss, but this dress has already been altered." The staff said apologetically.
Once altered, a dress like this could never be modified again.
"Has it?" Emilia put her hands on her hips. "Is this a second-hand product? Do you know who bought it
for me? It was Mr. Limbaugh! Who asked you to alter it?"
Emilia exhibited such a strong and demanding personality. Those who did not know would definitely
mistake her for Mrs. Limbaugh.
"This... was done under Mr. Limbaugh's instructions." The staff was confused.
Mr. Limbaugh's instructions?
How could this be possible?
Emilia turned to look at Charleston.
Charleston nodded, "I ordered for the alteration."
"Mr. Limbaugh, why didn't you ask me about my size before altering..." Emilia felt extremely aggrieved.
Charleston asked, a frown forming on his face, "Why do I have to ask for your size?"
"Isn't this for me?"
Charleston quickly landed a peck on Margaret's face and replied swiftly, "No!"
Emilia's eyes widened in disbelief.
The staff beside them almost burst into laughter.
Margaret was also stunned. "It's for me?" Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
"Yes, it's been adjusted according to your size," Charleston replied with a smile.
"But I didn't tell you my size."
Charleston leaned into Margaret's ear and whispered seductively, "I figured it out by touching you..."
This gangster!
"Go and have a look. You can wear it to the dance later," said Charleston.
Not the dance again.
Margaret furrowed her brows. She did not want to go to the dance. But she must admit that she did feel
much better after seeing Emilia's shell-shocked and paling face.
Margaret gracefully stood up and walked towards the Starry Dress.
She threw a quick glance at Emilia with her glimmering eyes.
Emilia felt her insides burning with rage. "How could this be possible? Why would Mr. Limbaugh buy
such an expensive dress for you?"
And with the romantic number of 13. 14 at that!
"Why? Are you not happy about it?" Margaret smiled. "It seems like you want it very much, but
unfortunately, your chest is not as big as mine, and neither is your waist as thin as mine. I'm afraid you
can't wear it even if I gave it to you!"