Chapter 9 Public Show Off
754 Words
The next morning, the housemaid stood in front of Aurora with several sets of clothes.
"What do you want to wear today, your Grace?”
Aurora Foster just glanced over them, then walked over to her wardrobe and picked out another, "This one is okay."
"As you wish.” The housemaid nodded and took away the clothes she prepared.
Because of Lune Bright’s suggestion, profuse one-pieces had been Aurora Foster ‘s favorites all the time. But she was a plump girl, when she packed herself into this kind of clothes, she appeared to be gross and tumid. People always regarded her as an overweight girl.
Add insult to injury. Exaggerated curly hair settled on her head leaving an overly mature impression and making her looked like a housewife through and through.
In contrast to her, Lune Bright had a slender figure. Loose one-pieces matched her perfectly. When she put on this kind of clothes and applied some light makeup, she could even enter the ranks of pretty women who attracted lots of people.
Lune Bright, the protagonist. Aurora Foster, the supporting part.
Today, Aurora picked out this close-fitting light yellow long dress. That swollen girl disappeared after changing. Here stood a well-develop girl who had beautiful curves. This charming body was meant to attract people’s attention.
Looking at her exaggerated curly hair in the mirror, Aurora sighed, realizing that she had put her trust in the wrong people. She had taken Lune Bright’s suggestion without thinking. That’s why she went to a hair salon and set her hair like this!
Aurora Foster took up the hair band beside and tied her hair up loosely. Now, she looked like a pure and beautiful maiden as well as a model student.
Aurora Foster had full potential to become a hot chick but in her past life she rarely dressed up. This caused her to gain the title of an ugly duckling.
Not until every detail was perfect, did Aurora Foster slowly descend the stairs.
"Mr. Elliott, would you like to have an apple? I would like to peel it for you.” As soon as Aurora went downstairs, she heard Lune Bright’s voice floating from the living room.
Aurora Foster’s eyes turn to the living room, seeing Lune Bright gazing at Caldwell Elliott admiringly. Her eyes were inundated with tenderness and sentiment.
However, Caldwell Elliott just sat by her and watched his cell phone from the very beginning without saying a word.
The uninvited love!
Aurora Foster’s lips curved into irony. She slowly stepped over to the couch and sat down "Lune, you’re my guest, you don’t need to bother with such chores, just summon a servant. "
Her lines were normal, her voice was quiet, but she indicated Bright’s position.
"I'm just…" Lune Bright was embarrassed, she turned to explain. “Aurora, why are you dressed like this…” She was astonished by Aurora’s appearance.
Lune Bright’s expression was a mixture of convulsions, stunning, envy and resentment.
"Caldwell asked me to wear this, is there anything wrong? I'll change if it’s not proper.” Aurora pretended to be nervous and guilty, turning around to go upstairs.
"So it is Mr. Elliott’s wish... You look fine. You don’t need to change. " Lune Bright covered her furious demeanor perfectly.
Caldwell Elliott cared about Aurora’s wardrobe. Bright was surprised at it. Could she make use of it or not?
Didn't he read the SnapChat message she sent yesterday?
"Aurora, today we should go to select your dress for the ceremony, right? Maybe we could stop by and have a look at the engagement auditorium.” Lune Bright hid all of her emotions, showing a gentle smile, walking over to take the hands of Aurora Foster’s.
But Aurora kept her hands away in a subtle way. Instead, she took Elliott’s arm sweetly and gently. Seeing this, Lune Foster’s face became twisted and angry! She sneering to herself. How dares she! Show off before me! With Caldwell Elliott! I will teach her a lesson at the engagement ceremony!
Caldwell Elliott peered at Aurora Foster who threw her self on him willingly, then extending his arm around her waist without hesitation, murmuring to her, "When did I ask you to wear this? Why didn’t I know?"
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