Chapter 964
Chapter 964:
“Ron, you’re always so busy at the company. You should have some fruit to soothe your throat. Is there anything you’d like for dinner? I’ll cook for you p>
Rupert smiled and gently held Candace by the arm, having her sit beside him.
“You hurt your hand, remember? You shouldn’t be cooking tonight.” His gaze sharpened slightly. “And you seem a bit off today. Is there something you want to tell me p>
Candace chuckled and leaned against his side. “Ron, I just made an appointment at a wedding dress shop. We’ll be getting married soon, won’t we? I’ve been wanting to try on a wedding dress. Do you have time tomorrow? Can you come with me p>
Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him, full of expectation.
Rupert exhaled slowly, the smile on his lips fading.
The person he truly wanted to accompany to try on a wedding dress was Annabel.
The subtle shift in his expression didn’t escape Candace. She stared at him with wounded eyes. “Ron… aren’t you free tomorrow p>
“I’ve been very busy with work lately,” Rupert said, composing himself. “And I have two meetings tomorrow.” He reached out and stroked her hair gently, then took a card from his wallet and handed it to her. “Go shopping on your own tomorrow. Buy whatever you like. Here’s my card. Use it as much as you want p>
When Candace saw the card, her eyes brightened with obvious delight. She took it and nodded with a smile. “Okay then. Thanks, Ron p>
Meanwhile, in Whitesilver…
The next morning, Candace walked into the bridal shop and approached the reception desk. “Hello. I have an appointment to try on a dress today. It’s for the handmade lace wedding dress p>
“Miss Cooper, right?” The clerk checked the appointment list, then smiled politely. “Please come with me p>
She led Candace to the gown. It was pure white, layered in multiple delicate tiers—handmade lace embroidered with fine details and dotted with pearls. The train stretched nearly three meters behind it.
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It was the kind of exquisite dress only a fairytale princess would wear.
The moment Candace laid eyes on the wedding dress, she was speechless. Delight sparkled in her eyes, and a smile spread across her face—her admiration unmistakable.
“Miss Cooper, if you like this dress, I can help you try it on,” the saleswoman said eagerly. “It’s the most exquisite piece in our store, and I truly think it’s perfect for you p>
She was clearly trying to close the sale, well aware that Candace was the future wife of Benton Group’s CEO. A VIP. A wealthy customer.
Candace nodded without hesitation. “This is the one p>
Thirty minutes later, the fitting room curtain swept open, revealing Candace in the handcrafted wedding gown.
She stepped out with practiced grace. Her hair had been styled into an elegant updo, topped with a handmade pearl tiara that made her look refined—almost regal.