She applied a light makeup, which improved her complexion, making her full of vitality.
Her long hair was pinned up high, adorned with sparkling diamonds, her ears adorned with long ear lines that swung like tassels, radiating the unique sheen of Platinum. Her neck was graced with a diamond necklace, enhancing her skin’s fairness and delicacy.
The most stunning feature was her dress.
The ice-blue dress was made of layers of thin gauze, with gold and silver threads embedded within the gauze. The outermost layer was a large expanse of tiny diamonds, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful.
The gown was very light and thin, accentuating Isabella Weaver’s exquisite curves. The backless design perfectly showcased her youth and sensuality.
Anton nodded with satisfaction: "Perfect!"
Often, a dress cannot be designed too luxuriously because many people cannot carry it, easily overshadowed by the dress itself.
But Isabella Weaver was completely different; she was in perfect harmony with the dress. With her face and temperant, no one would think the dress looked better than her; everyone would pay more attention to her.
The dress beca her backdrop, which was Anton’s initial intent when designing it.
He turned to Harry Hunter and asked, "Where did you find this model? Is she signed with an agency? Let her debut with ; it’s a waste to keep such a beautiful gem hidden with you! She should be shown to the whole world!"
Harry Hunter sat on the couch, looking at Isabella Weaver’s beautiful exposed back, suddenly feeling a bit dry-mouthed.
He took a sip of ice water, coldly glanced at Anton, and said, "You can get lost."
He had never seen Isabella Weaver wear such revealing clothes!
Anton actually wanted her to show it to others!
Harry Hunter was unhappy!
Very unhappy!
"Young Master Hunter, you’re unloading the donkey after the millstone! Do you know how many people have asked to borrow this dress from , and I didn’t lend it?"
"Then take this one away, anyone who loves it can wear it, give a less revealing one!"
"Where is this revealing? Besides the backless design, other parts are already very well covered, okay? This dress was originally in the royal princess style, emphasizing opulence and elegance! It’s not revealing at all, okay?"
Anton widened his eyes in astonishnt and looked at Isabella Weaver wearing it carefully again but still couldn’t believe it: "You aren’t jealous, are you?"
Harry Hunter did not answer him. He hurriedly asked Isabella Weaver, "Beautiful lady, who are you to him?"
Isabella Weaver glanced at Harry Hunter. Seeing he had no intention of explaining, she thought for a mont and smiled, saying, "Friends."
"Impossible!"
Anton actually thought she might be Harry Hunter’s kept young model; he quickly comnted, "Young Master Hunter, your ex-girlfriend, used to wear revealing gowns without you saying anything. She posted many beach bikini photos on social dia, and you seed fine with it, didn’t you?"
Harry Hunter’s face turned colder: "When did I ever think it was fine?"
"Oh, so you were jealous back then, huh? Have you been enduring it all along?"
Harry Hunter suddenly stood up, grabbed Anton’s clothes, dragging him towards the door: "If you can’t speak properly, shut up! Cherry Lewis can wear whatever she wants, post nude photos, none of that concerns ! Which of your eyes saw being jealous? But my wife is different, it’s normal for to be jealous! Hurry back and bring another set of clothes!"
Anton was still struggling initially, but upon hearing the last sentence, he was stunned: "Wife?"
He looked at Isabella Weaver, only to see the stunning beauty smiling apologetically at him: "I thought my husband didn’t want to reveal our relationship, so I said we were friends. I didn’t an to mislead you, sorry about that."
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