"Gosh, the goddess, Alexa, has graced my tiny studio with her presence! I am beyond honored to


    wee you!" Rose teased Alyssa when thetter showed up.


    She had been impressed enough by Alyssa’s elite family background and her identity as Sharon, the


    renowned fashion designer. To her surprise, Alyssa wore many more hats, including Alexa.


    Alexa was regarded as an icon of the jewelry design industry, akin to Sharon''s status in the fashion


    world.


    "Alright now. I''m wrong for hiding my identity from you. How can I make it up to you?" Alyssa


    mused and confidently wrapped an arm around Rose''s waist.


    "Well, do visit me often. Don''t show up only when you have something to ask from me, okay?" Rose


    pouted sadly.


    "You''re making me out to be a yer, and I''m not!" Alyssa yfully touched Rose''s nose and


    sighed. "I''m swamped with work right now. But when things ease up, how about we n a getaway


    abroad? I''ll cover all the expenses!"


    "Yay! You''re the best!"


    Alyssa had no time for tea and desserts. She hurried into the studio with Rose. A nearlypleted


    evening dress in red and ck stripes draped on the mannequin in the studio. Under the warm


    studio lights, it exuded a graceful and captivating charm, resembling something out of a dream.


    Once again, Rose admired the dress with bright eyes, "This dress is absolutely divine! It''s even better


    than what angels wear!"


    "It''s been in your studio for a few weeks. Aren''t you bored of it yet?" Alyssa joked and delicately ran


    her fingers along the smooth fabric.


    Rose eximed with adtion, "I''ll never get bored of it! This dress is crafted from a rare, top-grade


    gambier gauze called ''soft gold." The process of dyeing a single roll of this fabric is incredibly


    intricate, taking up to a year—three rinses, nine boilings, and eighteen rounds of sun-drying.


    "I''m amazed you could get your hands on such an excellent fabric. It''s even superior to what''s


    currently avable in the market. I wouldn''t be surprised if you could auction it."


    "This fabrices from my private collection. I''ll give nothing but the best for my family," Alyssa


    proudly shared and toyed with the sleeves of the dress as she prepared toplete the birthday


    outfit for L.


    A ck Maybach rolled into the garden underneath Rose''s studio. Xavier emerged from the car and


    was about to open the door for Jasper when he noticed the limited edition La Voiture Noire parked


    right at the entrance. He immediately yelped, "M-Mr. Beckett, Madam''s here!"


    Jasper''s eyes lit up in anticipation as he hurried out of the car. Indeed, the Bugatti belonged to


    Alyssa, as indicated by the initial C car sticker on the back. He couldn''t stop smiling at the sight.


    Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. He quickly turned to his reflection in the tinted car window to


    check his outfit and tightened the tie knot.


    Jasper''s demeanor surprised Xavier. The former was like a man going on a date. Jasper, always


    confident in his appearance, was suddenly flustered by a woman. He had transformed into a young


    man who was experiencing first love.


    Turning around, Jasper asked Xavier, "How do I look today?"