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    Rachel paused, caught off-guard by the way he had addressed her.


    When she didn’t respond, Alban rubbed her nose and murmured, “I mean, you’re marrying Mr. Vance, so that makes you Mrs. Vance soon.”


    Rachel couldn’t help but smile at that.


    “Well, we aren’t married yet, so it caught me by surprise.”


    Alban beamed and took her purse for her.


    “You’ll get used to it soon enough.”


    Just before they walked out the door, however, Rachel got the sense that it was all too grand.


    “Alban, why don’t you bring the dress over, and I’ll do my makeup myself?”


    “No way! The wedding may be an intimate affair, but some of Mr. Vance’s closest rtives will be in attendance. You must make a graceful and unforgettable entrance so everyone can recognize what a treasure his wife is. Besides, Mr. Vance gave explicit instructions to take good care of you today. He doesn’t want you to get tired in any way.”


    Hearing this, Rachel knew she had no room to refuse.


    They were in the car when she asked a question that had been bothering her for some time.


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    “Alban, I’ve been wondering about An’s parents. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him talk about them. Can you tell me about them?”


    “His father has passed away, and his mother has remarried and now lives abroad. They don’t live together, so they rarely keep in touch. I’m afraid they’re not very close.”


    It exined why An hardly ever mentioned his parents.


    “I see. Thanks for letting me know.”


    After two or three hours in the makeup chair, during which Rachel spent most of the time napping, her look was almostplete. That was, except for the dress, which she had yet to change into.


    An had selected it himself, so she hadn’t seen it yet. But she assumed he had chosen a white gown.


    To her surprise, An had prepared a delicate pink dress. It featured a flowing silhouette that gracefully entuated her figure. The soft blush hue added a romantic touch, while intricatece detailing and shimmering beadwork enhanced its elegance.


    The color, the material, the design—everything matched perfectly. When Rachel put it on, it immediately gave her a graceful, intellectual vibe—ssic but chic. The shoes were also stylish.


    The designer took a few steps back to survey her work, then sighed.


    “It feels like something is missing.”


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