She Dumped Me for Being Poor, Then Begged Me Back
Language: en
The custom-made gown, a masterpiece crafted over six months and valued at a million dollars, now adorned the rising star, Kaden. The store was thick with perfume, but all I could smell was humiliation. The store manager, seeing Cora lounging on the sofa, was drenched in a cold sweat. Cora rose, her red-soled heels clicking on the floor, and personally straightened Kaden’s bowtie. “Kaden’s walking the red carpet at Cannes next week, and he needs a show-stopping outfit. What’s the big deal about him borrowing yours?” Her tone was dismissive, as if shooing away a fly. “Just pick out something…