Chapter 478
Chapter 478:
Bobby, previously puzzled about how Fernanda knew of the dress shop’s obscure location, now understood the depth of her connection to it.
In that moment, he was swept up in a whirlwind of emotions. He was unsure whether he was more touched by Fernanda’s unwavering loyalty and dedication, or by the Gibson family’s earnest commitment to maintaining their craft and their fervent wish to uphold tradition. Bobby had always admired Fernanda’s effortlessly calm demeanor. Despite her youth, she seemed to have lived lifetimes more than him. Next to her, he felt like a naive young man.
After Jalen had prepared the tea, his wife, Meilani Gibson, returned, laden with bags from grocery shopping.
Upon spotting Fernanda, Meilani’s emotions surged, and tears cascaded down her cheeks.
“You must be Fernanda’s boyfriend,” she remarked, her eyes twinkling as she smiled at Bobby. “Marvelous! You’re such a splendid match for Fernanda!”
Bobby, flustered, gestured frantically. “Oh, no, not at all…”
Meilani’s face lit up with happiness as she bustled off to whip up lunch, urging them to stay and dine with her.
Bobby had thought about proposing that they dine out to simplify matters, but Fernanda gently refused.
“They believe there’s nothing that compares to a meal cooked at home,” Fernanda explained softly. “Meilani is bursting with excitement; let’s not let her down.”
Bobby gave a nod. “So, should I lend a hand?”
“Absolutely,” Fernanda responded with a smile. “I’ll be there with you in a moment.”
Once Bobby had departed, Fernanda turned toward Jalen and said earnestly, “Jalen, I’ve come to select a dress from your collection. There’s an elder’s birthday banquet I’m attending in a few days, and it’s going to be quite the gathering, filled with notable individuals. I thought it would be the perfect occasion to showcase one of your exquisite dresses.”
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Jalen paused, adjusting his glasses contemplatively. “It’s a clever strategy, but don’t you think a major brand dress might be a better choice for you?”
Jalen, who had never experienced such grand banquets firsthand, knew from broadcasts that at significant functions, attendees frequently chose big-brand designs. He worried that Fernanda wearing a formal dress without any brand might seem out of place.
“Don’t worry,” Fernanda assured him with confidence. “I’m certain the host of the banquet will like your design.”
She recalled Cristian once telling her that Curran had a profound admiration for exquisite designs. Such appreciation suggested that the designs themselves mattered more than the brand names. Fernanda was convinced that Jalen’s design would resonate well. Besides, the event would undoubtedly be attended by many women of high society who could appreciate the unique allure of a styled dress. Many of them were bound by a shared passion—a profound appreciation for the aesthetically pleasing.
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