Cecilia's pov
"Of course," George replied with a professional smile. He turned to his assistant. "Try it on. Now."
The color drained from her face like someone had pulled the plug. "Mr.George ...Yes."
She walked back to the rack and hung the green dress up, reaching instead for a white one.
"Funny," I called out casually from behind her, "weren't you just raving about how perfect that green dress was for me? What changed your mind?"
Her smile slipped, but she forced it back. It didn't look real. She picked up the green dress and went inside.
Yvonne and I exchanged looks as we settled back onto the sofa.
George immediately began apologizing.
"I'm so sorry, ladies. She's new and clearly hasn't learned proper etiquette yet..."
Yvonne gave him a sharp smile. "You b
