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“Here, Wear this for the party tonight,” Ava picked up a sparkling periwinkle-tiered gown.

“What’s with the tacky color? Do I look like a three years old kid to you?” Dela muttered.

“What can I say? The Director wants you to look innocent like your character at the launch event.” Ava shrugged her shoulder as she spoke.

Dela didn’t say anything, she walked closer to the dress and lifted the fabric, she stared at it with disinterest until there was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” she said, Dela was expecting the maid to enter the room as she had asked her to bring her some refreshments, but the door was opened by a pale girl with straight black hair, and rosy pink cheeks. She was holding a tray in her slender hands as she stepped in with caution. Dela’s eyes squinted with displeasure and she looked away.