AUTHOR’S POV
The dinner was only two days away and Scarlett had managed to convince Maxwell to wire money into heraccount for a dinner dress.
Boy was he generous with it. Scarlett guessed he was still in high spirits from getting tickets into the dinner in the first place.
Filled with excitement, Scarlett researched the top boutiques in the city before she had Maxwell’s driver take me there. She needed to make a statement. Who knew, maybe she would land myself someone much more influential and gullible than Maxwell Theodore.
Classy lady boutique had a simple but equally chic design, mannequins were arranged in rows on the ground floor, while the top floor overlooked it with glass mannequins striking several poses.
Scarlett was about to keep looking through the dinner dresses on the gr
