Chapter 877

["Oh great, here comes her chance to show off again."]

Inside the changing room, Yolanda was the first to enter. She took out the equestrian outfit she had prepared in advance—an exquisitely tailored piece with a unique design that flattered her figure and concealed any imperfections.

*Perfect.* Looking at her reflection, Yolanda couldn't have been more pleased. When she walked out, she was going to dazzle everyone.

As she was leaving, filled with excitement, she ran into Juniper, who was just returning with her own outfit. Yolanda shot a glance at the clothes in her hands and smirked. The riding gear was provided by the guests themselves, and Juniper's set was as plain as could be. It looked like she'd found it at the last minute.

Juniper paid her no mind, simply walking past her into the changing room.

*Hmph. Running away so fast. Feeling insecure, are we?* Yolanda thought, a triumphant glint in her eyes.

Ten minutes later, the first three pairs of guests emerged in their riding attire. Willow and her brother were dressed in classic, well-fitting outfits, distinguished only by the different brooches on their chests. Then, it was Yolanda's turn.

The studio lights shone down on her, highlighting every detail of her elaborate ensemble.

[Online Comments:]

[“Okay, I have to admit, Yolanda's outfit looks amazing."]

[“For real, she immediately stands out from the crowd."]

["I heard she searched everywhere for that outfit. It must have cost a fortune."]

["Yolanda is not exactly subtle with her little schemes, is she?"]

["Hey, no need to be a hater. What girl doesn't want to look pretty?"]

["Is that you, Yolanda, on a burner account?"]

["Where are Jimmie and Juniper? I heard they had to find their outfits last minute."]

As the comment section exploded with debate, a dramatic swell of music filled the air. The guests all turned their attention to the entrance.

Jimmie strode in first, dressed entirely in black. The tails of his jacket billowed behind him, and a silver chain on his chest gleamed under the lights. It was a simple outfit, but on a face like Jimmie's It was absolutely breathtaking.

Juniper followed close behind. The camera started at her feet and slowly panned up, first revealing

pair of black leather riding book det trousers that hugged her lover

then sleek, form-fitting white

perfectly toned legs. Above that, she wore a simple white shirt under a black vest, which accentuated her stunning figure.

Her hair was pulled back neatly, revealing her clean, delicate features. With a slight tilt of her head, Juniper gave her riding crop

test swing the leather whip cracked through the air with a sharp, startling sound that echoed through the hall. The movement was swift, fluid, and powerful, like a heroic general riding into battle.

"Whoa!" Jiana, who had been zoning out on the sofa, shot up, her mouth agape. “Juniper's outfit is so cool! And that whip crack was badass!"

It was such a simple look, with no frills or decorations, but on her, it was perfect. Paired with that face... good lord. She had such a powerful, commanding presence.

"It really is impressive," Willow agreed. “But let's be real, you need a body like that

to pull it off.” The slightest flaw, and it would have been a disaster.

The male guests pretended to adjust their positions, trying not to stare too obviously while stealing glances.

At his office, Shanley had just finished his work and looked up at the monitor. When he saw Juniper, his deep-set eyes narrowed dangerously.

*Heh.* After all this time sharing a bed with her, he'd never seen this side of Juniper. Who chose this outfit for her? Was Miranda trying to sabotage her own future daughter-in-law?