Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 78

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 78

Downstairs, Olivia and Jane looked at the wedding dresses in the glass cabinets. 

Although the wedding gowns were all white, every one of them was incomparably beautiful and attractive to girls. 

Jane pulled Olivia’s arm excitedly and walked to a wedding dress. “Olivia, this one is so beautiful. You’ll definitely be the most beautiful bride in the world!” 

The wedding dress was made of lustrous satin. The fishtail design accentuated the model’s graceful figure. The bold cut on the back agreed with the bow at the waist. It was sexy yet pure. 

At the sight of the gown, Olivia’s eyes could not help but reveal a trace of amazement. “It’s indeed very beautiful.” 

Next Saturday was Old Mr. Smith’s eightieth birthday. At that time, he would take the opportunity to announce her engagement to Louis. It was the perfect occasion to wear the gown. Olivia thought she might even stun everyone. 

“Redamancg’s gown has always been unique, but it’s not something that just anyone can wear!” 

Upon hearing the voice, Olivia and Jane looked up at the same time. 

The moment they saw Mary, the two of them did a double take. 

They had never seen Mary before, so the moment they saw Mary, they gave her a long searching look. 

Olivia noticed Alice standing behind Mary. A look of 

understanding appeared on her face. Her voice was gentle and soft as usual. “Can I try on this gown?” 

“No.” Mary leaned lazily against the stairs with her arms crossed. Her red lips curled into a faint smile, but her upturned eyes were cold. Her gaze was filled with mockery as she sized up Olivia. “With 

your character, you’re not worthy of this gown!” 

Alice looked at Olivia sympathetically. 

Although she didn’t know how this Miss Cruise had offended her boss, she knew Mary definitely wouldn’t let it go easily today. 

After silently praying for Olivia in her heart, Alice slipped away without them being aware of it. 

Olivia’s face immediately turned cold as she asked sternly, “What do you mean by that?” 

“The shop is open for business. It’s not like we don’t pay you! What right do you have to not sell it to us!” Jane glared at Mary. 

Mary looked down at her newly–made manicure and said unhurriedly, “I’m the owner of this shop. I sell things based on my mood. Unfortunately, your appearance has made me very displeased.” 

“I think you’re deliberately looking for trouble!” 

Mary smiled. “Yes, but what can you do to me?” 

Her attitude pissed Olivia off. Olivia did not know why Mary was targeting her, but she did have her eyes on that gown.