Olivia gazed at herself in the mirror for a long time.
The deep green satin dress, reminiscent of fresh leaves rather than rose petals, appeared demure when still, but became daring with movement. Its design, which could have been mistaken for a beach gown if only adorned with palm trees, had a neckline plunging deep between the breasts, and as she walked, the dress fluttered, revealing her long legs below the fastenings.
“I think we should cover this part up a bit.”
Olivia, gently covering her chest with her hand, voiced her opinion to Eve, who was adjusting her attire.
“Why? It’s beautiful. All the gentlemen at the ball will only have eyes for you.”
Elaine expressed disbelief, her eyes wide.
“I don’t want to dress for men’s pleasure.”
“Miss Blanchett.”
Eve Lauren, who was examining Olivia from a step back, interposed with hands on her hips.
“I believe the most beautiful form of a human is in their primal state, as originally created by God. I am someone who accentuates that sublime beauty, not someone who caters to the whims of ruffians. I hope you realize your comment was an insult to me.”
“I’m sorry if I offended you. I’m just not used to wearing such clothes…….”
Olivia trailed off, flustered.
“Stand tall and confident. Whether you walk hesitantly or gracefully, your attractive legs are going to be on display. Better to show them off impressively.”
The woman removed Olivia’s hand from her chest and walked behind her, straightening her slouched shoulders with both hands. Then she whispered in Olivia’s ear.
“Your attitude defines you.”
Eve gently turned Olivia’s shoulders to face the mirror.
“Look, how beautiful you are.”
Indeed, Eve’s seductive words were not false. Olivia in the mirror looked like a sensual spirit of verdant green, in love with the blazing sun.
“Tonight, the most radiant rose will be you.”
Eve keenly sensed something awakening within Olivia.
Her cheeks, once red with embarrassment, were now flushed with unprecedented confidence, and her eyes, once hidden in confusion, now sparkled with clarity.
It was time for Eve to add the final touch to her masterpiece. She signalled to a nearby employee, who stepped forward and opened a box he held with care.
“No way. The Jules Bér collection!”
Elaine gasped in awe as the reflected light from the box shimmered brilliantly.
The necklace was striking.
And Olivia’s face was filled with concern as Eve reached for the necklace. Olivia stopped her.
“It’s okay, I don’t need the necklace.”
“Don’t you like it?”
Madam Lauren’s face seemed to read, ‘Surely not.’
“No, it’s not that.”
“Then why?”
“It seems too extravagant.”
Such a lavish luxury seemed unnecessary for just one night’s party. The dress and shoes were already enough.
“It seems a bit too much for me. I don’t usually wear such jewelry.”
Olivia calmly explained to Eve.
“You misunderstand. This jewel is a rental from our boutique. Anne Jules Bér is the pride of Eve Lauren.”
Eve, with gloves on, carefully lifted the necklace, its glittering semblance to falling light dust.
“Won’t it be too conspicuous?”
“I think so too.”
Elaine, who had been quietly observing, joined in.
The necklace, adorned with diamonds and rubies, had been worn by Princess Anne Boleyn at last year’s ball.
Until the moment Olivia had contacted Edgar about her outfit issues, she couldn’t have imagined that he would mobilize Madam Lauren, the top designer in Britt. And to think he even included a necklace.
What’s this man’s angle?
At this point, Olivia’s judgment leaned towards the idea that the man’s intentions weren’t benevolent. Otherwise, there was no reason to make Olivia a target for other women.
“It’s true that my neck looks bare, but that seems too flashy. Besides, that necklace—”
“The dress code seems to have slipped your mind; this necklace completes the style.”
Elaine, whose sentence was cut off, closed her mouth at Eve’s glance.
Olivia felt a cold touch on her nape as the necklace was fastened. The red gem, just above her cleavage, was like a freshly bloomed rose.
Finally, she was ready to enter the ball.
If you can’t avoid it, enjoy it.
Tonight, Olivia decided to relish the moment without being conscious of the piercing stares around her. With this thought, her heart raced.
As the sun set, the Lanslot Hotel started to resonate with cheerful music.
Descending the stairs with Elaine, hotel staff in a grand hall guided them to a terrace leading to the ballroom.
Despite her mental preparation, Olivia couldn’t help feeling tense with every step, her dress fluttering around her.
She focused on walking gracefully, using the breathing technique Eve taught her.
The laughter and rose scent grew stronger. Passing the Doric columns supporting the terrace ceiling, they were greeted with an enchanting rose garden lit by colorful stained-glass lamps.
“Isn’t it wonderful?”
“Yes, it is.”
The rich floral scent was particularly sweet tonight.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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