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Chapter 32: The Art Of Being Valued

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Aurelia's POV

I didn’t even realize how many hours had passed, only that I’d tried on more dresses than I could count. Silk, satin, velvet, each one felt like stepping into another world.

Julien leaned back in his chair, watching me with a lazy smile that made my pulse skip. “You know what? We’ll just take everything. She looks good in all of them.”

My eyes widened. “Julien, these dresses could probably pay off my entire life.”

He turned to the Elise without missing a beat. “Match each dress with the perfect accessories and pack them separately.”

Before I could even open my mouth, her staff were already rolling in trays of shoes, handbags, and sparkling jewelry.

“You should wear this one today, dear,” Elise said, lifting a green gown from the rack. It shimmered like dew in sunlight, accompanied by a matching bag, heels, and delicate gold jewelry.

I didn’t argue. I just took it into the fitting room, and when I stepped out again, the room was quieter, everyone gone except Julien.

He w
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