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She pulled the doors of the wardrobe open slightly and was left surprised by the number of business suits that filled the wardrobe. "What? So there is no casual outfit I could have on here? You must be kidding me, Mr. Yates!” Stacy thought and shook her head. "No, it can't be. Mr. Yates can't be putting on a business suit every day. It must be somewhere around here,” She scrutinized her gaze in search of something more casual to put on while at home. She opened the other side of the wardrobe and Yes! She found it! Everything was just perfect! The perfect singlets and shorts were there staring at her right in the face.

I wanted to wear something more comfortable, of my own choosing. My eyes shifted toward the dressing room. Maybe I could find something there. Something new. I was sure Miron had hidden my old outfits there, too. Outfits that reflected me, not Serena. “I think there's something here,” I searched around, clad only in a black lace bra, matching my black panties. My hands reached out, glancing left and right. There was a large glass cabinet, displaying all of Miron's and my accessories. Bags, watches, jewelry, and belts. Things like that.

“Shit. Where are you?” “Hiding in a closet.” “What can you see?” I roll my eyes. “Amara I’m literally in the tiniest hallway closet in a basement.” “Tell me anyway.” I look around. “Coats.” “What colors are they?” “Just tell me.” “Uh. Dark green and black. Bright orange. One that looks like it will come down to the feet of whoever’s wearing it.” “Okay. What else?” I look down. “Boots.” “Is there mud on them?”

Sarah eagerly pulled out the little outfits she had prepared from her Hermès bag. The outfits were diverse, including dresses and pants, all very beautiful.

Benson says and sits back down in the chair he was seated in before. Ally rolls her eyes and walks into her closet to find something to wear. Thinking about how funny it is that it is hard to find something to wear in here. The cupboard is big and there are more than one line of clothing hanging on the walls. The clothing is also divided into sections. Evening wear, winter wear, summer dresses, nightwear. Everything is neatly organised. What is difficult for Ally is that none of these clothing seems to be in her taste. At first, she thought that her taste has changed over the few years that she cannot remember but then se decided that she probably did not even choose these clothes herself to

Shade frowned and narrowed his eyes confirming what he saw Once he was sure he turned on his heels. “Sir!” he called The shopkeeper smiled and walked towards him. “ Did you change your mind and want to buy something?” the shop keeper asked “ahhh No actually can I see the clock in that room?” Shade asked pointing towards the clock The shopkeeper frowned and looked a little take back “ Sir that……..that is my niece’s ” the shop keeper replied “ Can I….see it? if you don’t mind’ Shade asked being a little hesitant

For a split second, Zara hesitated. Then she followed him down the hallway. Rosey trailed behind, silent, her heart pounding in her ears. Adrian opened his wardrobe wide. “Go ahead,” he said, stepping aside. Zara began checking the shirts one by one. White. Blue. Striped. Dark grey. Every single one had its buttons intact. And not only that they were all different designs. She slowed down. Her brows furrowed. Did he change brands? she wondered. But she was certain.

"Who gave you the right to 'sort through' them?" Elliot, unfazed, replied in an infuriatingly calm voice, "Look, it was a mistake. The suitcases are identical. You can keep my things and do whatever you want with them. I don't need them anymore. Besides, my clothes are all luxury brands—easily worth a few hundred dollars each. I'd say we're even. Oh, and don't call me again. My girlfriend gets jealous." Before I could respond, he hung up. I immediately redialed, but the line was engaged. He had blocked me.

The walls were encased in mirrors, so she could examine their reflection from every angle. She pulled the items out of the bags and hung them on the hooks. There was a black and red silk teddy, a pale pink negligee and robe, two pairs of thigh-high hose, one dark and the other a suntan, and two lacy garters, one sky blue the other a bright sunflower yellow. There was a bra and panty set of see-through beige and lace, a pair of clear high-heeled sandals with crystal straps, and the violet outfit Creighton asked her to put on first. It was a silk bustier with lace edging, a matching pair of thong type panties and a floor-length robe with a silk ribbon to hold it closed at the breast. It was be

Matthew asks, shaking his head slightly. “I believe it’s tulips; it’s not working for me either” Simone answers, pouting her lips slightly as she examines the outfits again. Up next was Kimberley and Lucas. Kimberley was in a white dress with a black rosette over her left breast and Lucas was in black slacks and shirt with a white handkerchief in the right pocket. “Ying and Yang did Ying and Yang” Roberta laughs, as Kimberly and Lucas head back to the end of the catwalk.