Sherry happily went to prepare the Milk Tea, and Belinda followed her into the tea room, then said, "Sherry, that woman outside probably doesn't even have a daughter! She's just here to swindle food and drinks!"
These kinds of people just can't be indulged.
"Belinda, you can deduct the Milk Tea money from my company's account," Sherry said with a smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, Sherry ca out with the Milk Tea, handing it to Mary Perryne, "Mrs. Perryne, your Milk Tea is ready. Would you like sothing to drink?"
"I'll have a lemon water," Mary Perryne said.
"Okay," Sherry nodded in agreent.
Just as Sherry was coming out with the lemon water, footsteps were heard from outside the store.
Mary Perryne looked up with a smile, "My daughter has arrived."
It was at this mont that Sherry also looked up.
But as she did, she was montarily stunned.
The girl who walked in was about eighteen or nineteen years old, delicate peach blossom eyes shimring, skin like creamy jade, making one wish to bring all the beautiful idioms in the world to her presence.
Yet in the end, it seed that none of these idioms were worthy of her.
"Beauty that brings down empires" was too trite.
"Looking like a celestial fairy" was too far-fetched.
"Viola, over here," Mary Perryne waved to her.
"Mom," Viola Thompson walked towards Mary Perryne.
At this mont, the others in the store also lifted their heads.
No one had expected that Mary Perryne actually had a daughter.
And moreover...
She was so beautiful.
Especially Belinda, who had been sarcastic to Mary Perryne.
She was just frozen in place.
Could it be...
She had missed out on a big deal?
No.
Impossible.
Judging by Mary Perryne's appearance, even if her daughter really fit into this dress, it wasn't certain she could afford it.
With that thought...
Belinda cald down a bit.
Mary Perryne, holding Viola's hand, smiled at Sherry, "This is my daughter, her last na is Thompson. Let's go try on the clothes."
Sherry led the way, "Please follow this way."
Arriving at the pink dress, Mary Perryne smiled, "What do you think, Viola? This dress isn't bad, right?"
"Hmm," Viola Thompson nodded slightly.
Sherry took down the dress, "Miss Thompson, the fitting room is this way."
Viola followed Sherry's steps.
She entered the fitting room.
Viola changed into the dress.
It was very strange.
The dress did not have a size marked, but it fit her as if it were tailor-made, unexpectedly perfect.
Mary Perryne sat on the sofa expectantly.
She was imagining what Viola would look like walking out of the fitting room.
Definitely very beautiful.
Mary Perryne looked at Sherry, brimming with confidence, "Sherry, my daughter wearing that 'Human Angel' will undoubtedly fit very well."
Sherry nodded, "I think so too."
Mary Perryne continued, "Does that an if my daughter fits well, we can negotiate the price with Su?"
"Yes."
Belinda frowned subtly nearby.
Undeniably.
Viola Thompson was certainly very beautiful, but that didn't necessarily an she would fit perfectly into this dress.
After all, even Moira couldn't master this dress.
Moira was one of the few actresses in the entertainnt industry with a modeling background.
At this mont.
Click.
The fitting room door opened.
The next second, Viola Thompson walked out.
It was a stunningly beautiful dress.
Paired with the world's most delicate color.
Every part of the design had a unique significance.
Sherry's eyes widened, her mouth nearly unable to close, "My goodness! It's just way, way too beautiful!"
Like an angel descended to the mortal world.
The silk fabric excellently outlined her graceful figure, the off-shoulder design revealed perfect collarbones, and pink is a very skin-selective color, appearing dull on even the slightest dark complexion.
Even Moira hadn't been able to hold down such a fairy-like color.
But on her, it was so suitable.
So beautiful it nearly took one's breath away.
Belinda and Mrs. Forrest also widened their eyes, their expressions filled with awe.
Simply too gorgeous!
Mary Perryne took out her phone to take pictures, smiling, "Viola, I knew this dress would suit you especially well."
It was proven, her judgent was not wrong.
This dress was indeed very suitable for Viola Thompson.
After speaking, Mary Perryne looked at Sherry, "How much is this dress?"
Sherry replied, "I'll contact Su right now."
Belinda narrowed her eyes and imdiately stepped forward with a smile, "Madam, let serve you from now on, Vio Sherry here is an intern and doesn't understand a thing."
Mary Perryne was clearly her custor, and naturally, she couldn't let Sherry take her away.
Mary Perryne looked at Belinda, "Sorry, I've decided that Sherry will serve ."
With that, Mary Perryne directly pushed past Belinda and looked at Sherry, "Sherry, please contact Su for quickly."
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