Chapter 1645: 403: Slap in the face Chapter 1645: 403: Slap in the face Mary Perryne took one look at the dress and instantly felt it was tailor-made for Viola Thompson.

Viola’s figure and temperament were incomparably fitting.

But the sales clerk disagreed.

After all, when the designer created this dress, it was designed according to the most perfect body proportions.

Not just Moira.

Even international models had come to try it on.

But it was either too big or they couldn’t fit into it.

There were those who did manage to get it on, but after the designer’s review, if they found the temperament not sufficient, casting the person in a dull light, they would refuse to sell it.

This led to the dress being in existence for nearly a year and still not sold.

Moreover, there were many people as confident as Mary Perryne.

But only when they actually put on the dress did they realize that they were not worthy of such a high-end garment.

Mary Perryne looked at the clerk and asked, “How much is this dress?”

She had the air of someone poised to buy it on the spot.

The clerk smiled and said, “Madam, this dress currently doesn’t have a price tag. Moreover, our designer has stipulated that only those who can fit into this dress are qualified to purchase it.”

At this, the clerk paused and added, “Furthermore, after putting it on, it still requires our designer’s review. Only if the temperament meets the standards will our designer agree to sell it.”

Hearing this, Mary Perryne frowned slightly. So many rules just to buy a dress?

However.

The dress was indeed beautiful.

Mary Perryne looked at the short-haired clerk, emphatically saying, “Don’t worry, my daughter will definitely fit into it. And with my daughter’s temperament, she can surely bring out the perfect state of this dress.”

Like all mothers in the world, she believed wholeheartedly in her daughter.

In Mary Perryne’s eyes, Viola Thompson was a uniquely stunning beauty.

So captivating and charming.

The short-haired clerk maintained a polite smile upon hearing this.

“I’m really sorry, madam, but we need to have your daughter come and try it on, then the designer will evaluate and set the price.”

“Do we have to go through this process?” Mary Perryne frowned slightly.

The short-haired clerk nodded, “Yes, madam.”

“Alright then,” Mary Perryne nodded.

A moment later, Mary Perryne said, “Then I’ll send a message to my daughter to come right over.”

“Okay,” said the clerk. “In the meantime, you might want to look at the other styles of dresses we have in our store.”

With such a beautiful dress in front of her, how could Mary Perryne take interest in other styles?

After all, precious gems were before her.

Mary Perryne declined, “No, thank you. I just want this one.”

The short-haired clerk frowned subtly.

Judging by Mary Perryne’s demeanor, she knew this customer couldn’t afford the other styles in the store.

No money to browse a luxury boutique?

A waste of time and life.

A look of disdain flickered in the short-haired clerk’s eyes.

While waiting for Viola, Mary Perryne sat on the sofa looking down at her phone.

At that moment, another long-haired clerk approached the short-haired clerk and whispered, “Is that your customer?”

“Yes,” the short-haired clerk nodded, her eyes full of scorn, “A pauper, insisting that her daughter can fit into Su’s Human Angel. She’s waiting for her daughter now.”

Su was the name of the designer.

Human Angel was the name of the pink dress.

When Su designed the dress, it was made for the girl who was the closest earthly embodiment of a fairy, hence the fit and temperament requirements were extremely strict.

If anyone could wear this dress, then she was a true Human Angel.

Therefore.

A saying became popular in the entertainment circle.

If anyone could fit into the Human Angel, then she would become the next red-hot top influencer.

The long-haired clerk smiled, “How many people have tried on the Human Angel in our store to date?”

“Probably… several thousand?” the short-haired clerk said.

The long-haired clerk pulled out the store’s tablet, “Wrong! A total of 108,000 people. Among them, almost half of the female celebrities in the entertainment industry.”

Moira was just the most famous of all the female artists.

That didn’t include the female artists who came secretly to try on the dress, unable to let go of their idol baggage.

No one was willing to admit their talent was not enough for perfection.

“Tsk,” the short-haired clerk squinted her eyes, “you have no idea how confident that woman is. If someone uninformed saw her, they’d really think her daughter is some kind of fairy!”

The long-haired clerk laughed, “Haven’t we encountered this type of person often in so long working here?”

They should have gotten used to it by now.

The short-haired clerk couldn’t be bothered with Mary Perryne anymore and beckoned the store’s intern, “Sherry, come here for a moment.”