Chapter 38

Amelia groaned in frustration, tossing yet another dress to the floor. 'Too short' she commented inwardly, gazing at the stack of clothes laying on the floor that didn't seem to fit her fashion spirit.

She racked her brain for something suitable to wear but she was as blank as the plain paint used on the wall surrounding her room. She looked at the remains of clothes still hanging in her closet and she began her haunting.

Her closet had all manner of complicated wears and it sickened her. She had no idea how much she was confused in terms of fashion. This was the first time she was going on a red carpet event. An outsider will be assumed she always went to fancy places because of her intimacy with a wealthy billionaire who was well recognized across the globe but it wasn't the case for Amelia.

Amelia sat at the edge of her bed after too many failed attempts at picking up a suitable dress. Should she cancel?. No, that was uncalled for and she didn't have any other choice than to go