Serena cast a look of indifference at Sarah.


    Serena said, “Some people think a single dress will elevate their status. But to others, a dress is just a dress-there''s no difference."


    "You!" Sarah''s face flushed with anger, clearly offended by the remark.


    Meanwhile, Serena was being guided by Tamara to choose a suitable gown.


    Since the spare dresses were designed to fit a wide range of guests, the sizes were generally toorge for her.


    Serena furrowed her brows. Back when she had worked with Zach to build theirpany from the ground up, the immense work pressure had led her to adopt a fitness routine. Her body. had be toned and bnced.


    After returning to the Jansen Group, she had be even busier, and her body had only be slimmer.


    Tamara quickly noticed her concern and brought her a water-blue mermaid-style dress.


    "Would you like to try this one? It''s the smallest size we have and the only one left."


    "Let me take a look," Serena replied as she moved closer, but Sarah was quicker.


    "I have a slender figure too. This mermaid-style dress that entuates the shape would look better on me," Sarah said as she quickly grabbed the dress and headed toward the fitting room.


    Tamara hesitated, looking toward Serena. "This."


    "Let her try it on. I''ll pick something else. I can always have a stylist adjust itter," Serena said calmly, continuing to browse through the collection of beautiful gowns.


    While not haute couture, the designs were impressive. Women have a natural love for beauty. She was more than happy to take her time picking out something that felt just right.


    Through the thin curtain of the fitting room, Sarah could hear Serena''s voice. She sneered. Stop pretendi to be indifferent! Ugh, this dress is so tight..."


    After struggling for a while, she finally called out to Tamara outside the curtain.


    "Come here! Help me zip this up!"


    "Yes, Ms. Sarah."


    Tamara was sweating, struggling with all her might to pull up the zipper as Sarah inhaled sharply. Finally, with much effort, she managed to tighten it.


    Sarah sucked in a breath, trying to appear at ease as she walked out of the fitting room. With


    one hand on her hip, she spun around in front of Serena.


    Do you think this dress suits me, Serena?"


    Serena''s eyes twitched as she looked at the tightly stretched dress.


    The dress was ill-fitting on her, and Serena couldn''t understand why Sarah was forcing herself into it.


    Seeing Serena''s silence, Sarah smirked, her chin lifted in arrogance, "Well, I''ll just go back to the event now. Serena, you can keep looking through these worn-out dresses to find one that fits..."


    She opened the door, only to freeze when she saw a group of well-dressed men standing at the door, catching her off guard.


    None of the men even spared Sarah a nce.


    One of them asked, "Ms. Serena, are you in here? Mr. Larson was informed by the manager that your dress was damaged.


    "He''s instructed us to bring you thetest spring collection''s haute couture. It''s a floral design in just the style you like, and the cut is also the most recent. Please see if you like it.”


    Tamara respectfully handed Serena the dress for her to take a look.


    The gown was a soft mix of white, green, and blue, with delicate pink and yellow ents. The embroidery and tailoring were wless.


    "Tell Mr. Larson that I love it."


    Serena smiled faintly. She was pleased with Hugh''s choice.


    Meanwhile, Sarah stood in front of the door, blocked by the men, fuming with anger. Her face shifted between shades of pale and flushed red as she looked down at her basic mermaid-style dress, furious-and itching tosh out.


    But as soon as she moved, the fabric of her tightly stretched dress threatened to rip.


    She held her breath, ring fiercely at Serena and the haute couture dress in her hands. She thought, "If I can just win over Cole... everything Serena has now, I''ll have too."