Chapter 181. You Are Not Telling the Truth

Francis pointed at a blue dress and said, “This one looks fine to me.”

“Yes, sir.” She grabbed the dress he picked and left the room quickly.

With everyone streaming out of the room to tend to their various tasks for the big birthday party, only Bill Harris, the designer, remained. He stood there, worried, wondering how he would pull this off. Although he had been called in to help style Scarlett, he noticed that Scarlett wasn’t even there yet! It was only a couple of hours before the party would begin, and he was becoming increasingly panicked.

“Mr. Sandler, what about jewelry? Do you need something special?” Bill asked.

“No need, thank you!” Francis shook his head.

“Then what about her hairstyle? I can get my top stylists in–”

“We’ll talk about it later. Shirley, show this gentleman to rest in the tea room downstairs first.” Francis interrupted.

“Yes, sir. This way, please.” Shirley said.

Right then, Scarlett arrived. She pu