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    The dress was ck, reaching mid-thigh. The bodice was adorned withce, the waist was cinched, and the back featured ating pattern that revealed Norah’s skin in an enticing yet tasteful way. The blend ofce andting elements fused cuteness with allure, perfectlyplementing Norah’s demeanor.


    “I didn’t think much of this dress before,” Ynde admitted. “I thought it wasn’t beautiful, but now I realize it just wasn’t right for me. It looks stunning on you.”


    “I misunderstood this brand,” she added, circling around Norah.


    Norah straightened the dress and said, “Thank you for lending me this dress. I’ll return it to you tomorrow.”


    Ynde gestured to the disy of clothes. “I have so many clothes. Do you really think I need this one? Please, keep it.” Then, with a hint of regret, she continued, “I apologize for my behavior when we first met. I shouldn’t have said what I did.”


    “It doesn’t matter,” Norah replied.


    As she turned to leave, she added, “Thank you for your generosity, Miss Boyd.”


    Ynde’s gesture was clearly an apology. For someone as wealthy as her, a dress was a small thing. So Norah epted it graciously.


    “Well, wait for me downstairs. I need to use the bathroom,” Ynde said, blushing with embarrassment before hurrying to the bathroom. She had been needing to go for a while but hadn’t found a chance to leave while she was with Norah.


    Norah didn’t mind and made her way downstairs.


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    ording to Ynde, the entire vi belonged to her. There were many vis on the estate, and any member of the Boyd family could choose one as their exclusive residence. Each family member had their own room in thergest vi on the estate.


    This arrangement reminded Norah of her own family’s estate.


    Norah paused at the front of the vi and waited for Ynde toe down. The vi was a bit far from the main venue, and they would need a car to pick them up.


    Soon, a car appeared at the end of the road and slowly came to a stop in front of the vi.


    Norah looked up and met the eyes of the man who had lowered his window.


    He wore silver-rimmed sses, and his eyes were as cold as ice. His high nose and sharp jawline made him look even more imposing. Even with just one side of his face visible, he exuded a domineering aura.


    “Are you Ynde’s friend?” he asked, his voice low.


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