Chapter 122 Dream Wedding

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The moment Kelly saw the expression on the movie star's face, she knew something was very wrong. She couldn't afford to lose such a significant client. Adam Whitmore was the essence of her brand store, and his connections drew customers who wanted to hire her as their personal designer. Annoying the superstar would cost her dearly. "Has something happened that upset you, dear?" Kelly asked nervously, her voice trembling slightly. "Kelly!" Adam called out, his tone cold and sharp. "I came here to give you the honor of designing my and my wife's wedding dresses, but the treatment I received from your staff has made me second-guess that." His eyes blazed with anger, and Kelly could see he was very upset—they had offended his future wife. Adam Whitmore's future wife! The words hit Kelly like a ton of bricks, draining the color from her face. "Adam, I'm so sorry to hear that. What exactly happened?" she asked, trying to maintain her composure while internally panicking. Adam's jaw tightened as he recounted the incident. "Your staff was rude and dismissive towards my wife. They made her feel unwelcome and disrespected. Look at the dress they gave her to try on! Is that what my wife is supposed to wear on our wedding day? I can spend a fortune on her happiness; this one dress is nothing to me. Do you think I can't afford an exclusive dress for my wife? If you don't understand it by now, hear me again: My wife will only wear exclusive dresses—nothing less. Her dresses will be discarded after one wear, and no one else will ever repeat the design she wears. Do you get it?" Adam roared, his tone intimidating. Meanwhile, Claire turned crimson at hearing "my wife" from his mouth so many times. They weren't married yet, but did he really mean it, or was he just trying to intimidate them? Regardless, her heart fluttered with excitement, even if it was just a pretense by the movie star. Claire observed Kelly's expressions, noticing how her face turned pale and beads of perspiration covered her forehead. Kelly's heart sank. "I assure you, Adam, this will be addressed immediately. Please, give me a chance to make this right. I will create an entire exclusive wardrobe for Mrs. Whitmore at no charge as compensation for my staff's mistake," she pleaded, desperation creeping into her voice. The salesgirl, who had mistakenly thought Claire was just an ordinary girl, swallowed hard, her heart racing as she realized her job might be on the line. Understanding now that Adam was deeply in love with his future wife and was the most important client of her boss, she decided to act quickly. She scrambled forward, falling to her knees before Claire, folding her hands, and begging for forgiveness from the future wife of the superstar. "Ma'am, I was a fool. I didn't know who you were. Please forgive me. If you want to hit me or beat me, just please forgive me. I made a big mistake by giving you this ordinary gown. You are so beautiful and special; you only deserve the best, just like Mr. Whitmore's love. Please, madam, don't take my job away. Please, please, please," the salesgirl kept begging, her voice trembling. Claire's heart melted at the sight. Her expression turned worried; she didn't want the poor salesgirl to lose her job because of her. "It's alright. Everyone makes mistakes. I don't mind it. No one is going to fire you from your job," she assured with a reassuring smile. Adam was stunned to see Claire's soft side. She was so kind-hearted and forgave the person who had insulted her. He had never met anyone, except Mia, who was so forgiving. Claire seemed even more innocent and kind-hearted, filling Adam's heart with unknown emotions. "No. Mrs. Whitmore." Kelly addressed her, despite Claire not yet being married to Adam. They were cautious, knowing Adam referred to her as his wife already, and they didn't want to upset him further. "She deserves punishment for her actions. Don't worry, I will handle it." "No, Kelly, please spare her. It was just a small mistake," Claire pleaded hopefully. A small mistake?! Kelly's eyes widened. If any other celebrity or elite client were present, the salesgirl would have been fired on the spot, no matter how much she begged for forgiveness. But Claire believed otherwise. Kelly sighed, looking at Adam, who nodded slightly, indicating she should reflect on what his future wife was saying. "All right," Kelly mumbled. She turned to the salesgirl, whose teary eyes gleamed with relief, "But remember, this is the last warning. Treat everyone who walks through this store as an important customer. No discrimination, or no one will be able to save you next time," she warned, her tone dangerously firm. "Of course, ma'am. I won't do it again," the salesgirl promised, then turned to Claire with a forced smile. "Thank you, Mrs. Whitmore," she said with exaggerated flattery. In her heart, she cursed Claire to suffer bad luck, unable to accept that someone she viewed as lowly was about to marry a superstar. "Alright, you can go," Kelly scolded, dismissing the salesgirl. She then turned her attention to the star couple, her demeanor shifting to a more professional and accommodating stance. "Let me take your measurements now, and I will ensure the dresses are delivered on time to the venue," Kelly offered. Adam nodded, satisfied with Kelly's response. "Please come with me and try on the exclusive wedding gown I've specially designed for you," Kelly grinned. Claire nodded and glanced at Adam, who was watching her with tender emotion in his eyes. Claire blushed shyly under his gaze. It all felt like a dream wedding, something she had thought she would never experience. Even if it was all fake, she wanted to live it wholeheartedly, savoring the moment as her last chance to feel like the fairytale princess in her heart, about to be swept away by her Prince Charming. Claire wanted to giggle like a teenage girl at the thought and her whimsical imagination. "Mia!" Adam called out, his smile widening as Claire instinctively followed his gaze. But all her dreams shattered, forcing her to return to reality as she saw Mia enter the shop. Claire swallowed hard as Adam's attention shifted entirely to the woman he truly loved. "Thanks for coming," he murmured to Mia, who smiled warmly at him. "Of course I had to come. After all, you pestered me so much," Mia rolled her eyes playfully before her gaze landed on Claire, who smiled awkwardly, realizing she had been watching them in shock. Claire was momentarily stupefied to learn that Adam had called Mia for their dress trial. Of course—what had she been expecting? After all, to Adam, only one woman mattered, and that was Mia. "Hi, Claire!" Mia grinned, walking over and pulling her into a warm hug. Claire exhaled the breath she hadn't realized she was holding and returned Mia's embrace. She felt no jealousy or bitterness from her—only warmth and kindness radiating from Mia. Now Claire understood why it was so difficult for Adam to forget her. Mia was the kind of person anyone could easily fall in love with. "Mia, I want you to pick out some gowns for yourself," Adam insisted. "No, Adam, I can buy something another time," she shook her head, politely refusing. "This is your and Claire's day; I'm just here to keep you both company," she added. "But I want you to get something for yourself, please, Mia," Adam pressed, his stubbornness showing. Mia sighed, realizing she had no choice but to agree. "Alright, I'll take a look and see if I find something for myself. But first, you and Claire should try on your dresses, okay?" she asserted gently. As always, Adam found it impossible to refuse Mia's request. Claire observed their interaction closely, feeling like a third wheel between them. But she quickly reminded herself that this was all just an arrangement—her marriage to Adam was only for the contract. "Kelly, Mia is my special friend. You have to find something amazing in your collection for her," Adam instructed Kelly, gesturing toward Mia. "Of course," Kelly replied, glancing at Mia and nodding in greeting. "Ladies, this way please," Kelly said, extending her hand to guide them. Adam gestured for Mia and Claire to follow Kelly while he went off to try on some suits and tuxedos. After the dress trial, they all moved on to cake tasting and selecting flower arrangements. Mia accompanied them at Adam's request, but she was adamant that Claire should make all the decisions. Adam remained quiet, allowing Claire to choose the flavors and designs without interruption. As they sampled cakes and admired floral arrangements, Mia's phone buzzed with a message. She glanced at the screen and felt her heart drop. It had been many days, but still, no message from Alessandro since the day he left abruptly without giving her any explanation. Mia looked up, her mind racing. She didn't want to think about him, but she couldn't help it—every little thing seemed to remind her of him, refusing to let her move on. However, when she opened the message, an unsettling feeling washed over her. It was from the blackmailer again, warning her to stay away from Alessandro Valentino. The message came from a private number—untraceable. While she could dismiss it as a prank or a meaningless threat, Mia knew that anything involving Alessandro was far from simple. But who wanted her to stay away from him? One of his mistresses, perhaps? The irony wasn't lost on her—Alessandro himself had shown no interest in her, and yet here she was, receiving threats to stay away from him. Adam caught her eye, sensing something was off. "Are you alright?" he asked, his expression shifting with concern. "I'll be fine," Mia hesitated as she replied, though deep down, she knew her life was far from fine.

Chapter 122 Dream Wedding

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