Chapter 47

Dalia’s POV

Finally, it was the day for the event. A lot of things had happened. From Alexander’s constant chasing and my constant refusal even though it was killing me to making preparations with the planning department to make sure nothing goes out of place that day to constantly putting up with Chelsea’s madness about what to create for us to stun at the dinner.

Seriously, I’d have worn a sack of potatoes if it was designed by Chels, yeah she’s that good. After I told her that she did not need to prove her worth to Lara Devenson and convinced her about how her dresses would easily take the spotlight, she decided on two designs from her sketchbook.

Just 3 days later, she was second guessing her choice. I had just gotten back from work when she started lamenting.

“This is not going to work, Lia. It’s just not worthy to be in the presence of influential people,” she said before hitting her head on the counter table where she spread everything. I swear,