Chapter Forty-six

True to Alfred’s prediction, the ballroom of the huge manor was filled with guests who had only been invited a few hours earlier. They were all dressed to the hilt in beautiful ball gowns and tuxedos, it was as if they had been transported back to the Victorian age and Rachel could hardly believe her eyes.

She was dressed in a cyan-colored ball gown that was made of velvet and tulle. It had a low square neckline that showed off her full bosom, and it had mid-length sleeves that ended in bell shapes with frills on the edges, and then she wore a pair of white elbow-length gloves too. Her hair had been styled by a hairdresser that Giselle brought, and they’d added some extension in it to create a high bouffant with a cascade of tendrils framing her face.

“You look ravishing,” said Derek when he spotted her. He was dressed in a tuxedo with tails and his blond hair has been slicked back with hair gel, giving him a younger appearance.

“And you look positively dashing,” she replied with a gr