Chapter One Hundred Seventy Eight

Andrew smiled broadly when Macy came out of the fitting room.

Today is the last fitting for Macy's dress ordered by Jared. If nothing else changes, she can take the dress home today as well. And because Jared couldn't drive him, because he was busy in St. Haven for tomorrow's event, the man called Andrew and asked him to accompany Macy.

Ms. Dabin slightly tidied the dark navy suit. Macy stood in the big mirror, staring intently at her reflection. Well, this isn't bad.

"Are you uncomfortable, Ms. Cruz?"

She glanced at Dabin and shook her head. “I actually feel comfortable. Do you need any more changes?”

The designer smiled faintly. "If you're comfortable, then it's over."

She noticed the formal dress attached to her body. At least the measurements are worth it. She then turned to Andrew who was still looking at her seriously. "How do I look?"