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Chapter 59
Chapter 59
She then made some changes to the magnolia-shaped brooch’s design before sending it to the jeweller with a request to finish it as quickly as possible.
Since she was unable to make it due to her current situation, she had someone else do it for her. Next, Millie set about picking out an outfit to wear to Claudia’s birthday party.
After much deliberation, she settled on a dress in a lovely pastel purple with a shade that was just right—not too dull, yet not too vibrant.
Unbeknownst to her, Bria was standing guard outside the bedroom as she did some tidying up. “Fuck,” Bria muttered. “What a shame to see such a lovely dress on someone with a hideous face.”
Afterward, Millie went to the bathroom to take a shower. Her body reeked from not having been washed since the day before. As she closed the door to the bathroom, Bria pulled out a pair of scissors from her pocket. She took a quick look around, tiptoed into the bedroom, and then stealthily snipped holes in the dress.
Half an hour later, Millie emerged from the bathroom to find that the dress had been hacked up with holes in it. Shocked, she stared at it for a while before she grabbed the dress and ran her hands over the damaged area. Upon further inspection, she concluded that it had been snipped with scissors. She frowned. Who could be so vicious as to intentionally ruin her dress? Millie proceeded down the hall, hoping to find some kind of clue, but she found nothing. The servants were all busy doing their respective jobs. For now, it seemed there was no way to find out who had destroyed her dress.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
Empty-handed, Millie retumed to her room. Right then, Gemma entered the room to water the flowers and gasped at the sight of the hacked dress.
“Oh, my God! What happened to the dress?” she asked with a horrified expression on her face.
“Who's assigned to clean this area?” Millie asked. She had a suspicion that the culprit for her ruined dress was the one in charge of cleaning her room.
Gemma thought for a while before replying, “It’s Bria.”
Millie racked her brain, trying to recall who Bria was. She then remembered the middle-aged, shrewd-looking woman who had brought her food before. Indeed, if there was a servant who would be audacious enough to butcher her dress, it would be Bria. Millie had no idea why she would do that, though, and she had no evidence to back up her suspicion.
“It's definitely her. I'll call her here,” Gemma said. Millie grabbed the servant’s wrist to stop her and shook her head. “We have no proof. She won't admit it.”
A few minutes later, Gemma left the room in a grumpy mood, while Millie began to wonder how she was going to fix her ruined dress. She did not want to throw away such a nice dress, especially since she had not wom it yet. When Millie spotted the golden threads on the table, an idea occurred to her. The damaged area of the dress could be concealed by embroidering a flower out of golden thread and sewing it into the holes.
Immediately, Millie began working to fix the dress. However, because the fabric of the dress was very expensive, any repairs needed to be carried out with great care and precision. Millie had been working on the dress all day, but when Marcus got home that night, it was still not completely fixed.
When Marcus entered the room, he saw Millie hunched over the table, cradling a purple piece of fabric. He approached her and discovered that she was holding a ripped dress. He scowled.
“Why in the world did you buy a ruined dress? Do you want to look like a slob?”
Marcus’s tone was really impolite. He had never seen clothes being repaired before because he came from an affluent household.
“When | bought it, it was in great shape, but someone destroyed it,” Millie replied before raising her head.
Someone destroyed it? He took another look at the dress. He could not think of anyone in the house who would do that.