Originally, Harry wanted the designer to go directly to their house to take her asurents and then custom-make a wedding dress.
But Helen said that choosing a wedding dress is a very romantic process when getting married, and having the designer co to the house for a custom fit just doesn’t feel the sa.
Harry finally waited for her nod, so naturally, everything went according to her wishes.
But he still sent two people to guard the bridal shop, just like Elly, he was also haunted by the shadow of the previous incident.
Although Helen couldn’t rember that incident, she could imagine the thrill of it just from their words.
Therefore, Harry arranged bodyguards for her, and she didn’t object.
They agreed to let her co out to choose a wedding dress, and she couldn’t think only about herself. Even if it was to put their minds at ease, bringing bodyguards was fine.
But while she brought bodyguards to reassure her friends and fiancé, so people didn’t think that way.
"I think this one suits your temperant better."
As soon as Elly finished speaking, a sharp yet familiar voice ca from the side—
"A cripple in a wheelchair, whatever you wear it still has a crippled vibe, what’s the point in choosing?"
Upon hearing this, Elly’s face instantly darkened.
She looked in the direction where the voice ca from, with a cold face, "Leanne, you..."
Before Elly could finish, she was stopped by Helen.
Compared to Elly’s darkening face, Helen was as stable as a mountain, and she looked at Leanne with a smile:
"Mrs. Hall, so irritable, is Richards’s Corporation not doing well recently?"
ntioning Richards’s Corporation instantly twisted Leanne’s expression.
Ever since she found out her son still had to marry this cripple, she had been too upset to eat for days.
Her son didn’t respect her opinion and would have to marry a daughter-in-law she’s at odds with, does she still have a place in her own ho?
She finally felt a little better today, accompanying her daughter to try on wedding dresses with her poker friends, only to encounter this cripple here.
Originally, she thought that since her son wasn’t marrying this useless person, for the Richards Clan’s sake, she would turn a blind eye.
Now hearing that she still has to marry into the Hall Family, thinking of how others would mock her son for marrying a cripple, she couldn’t swallow it.
As for the Richards Clan, the mont she saw Helen, she was blinded by anger, forgetting all about her son’s previous warnings.
With that little slut bringing it up again, she was practically driven to a rage-induced frenzy.
"You cripple, slut, didn’t you have the backbone back then to say you wouldn’t marry my son, and had already broken up with him on your own?
So? Now that you feel you can’t survive as a cripple, you’re shalessly clinging to my son again?"
She kept calling her a cripple, slut, it wasn’t just Elly, even the employees in the bridal shop couldn’t stand listening to it.
This Mrs. Hall, who looked so dignified on TV interviews, turned out to be so sharp-tongued and unrefined in private conversation.
How could CEO Hall have such a mother? No wonder his father sought other won outside; who could endure such a sharp-tongued and tasteless woman?
In contrast, Helen probably didn’t put Leanne in her heart at all, or perhaps had long been accustod to Leanne’s sharpness, showing not a trace of anger at her words.
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