Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 64

Since she could not find any flaws in the gown, Roxy complimented, “Giselle, you look good in everything!”

“You’re exaggerating! But Yasmin is really good at designing. This finished piece looks amazing when worn,” Giselle responded with a smile.

“But I feel there’s too much fabric around the waist. I want it tighter. Also, the hem of the skirt is too long, and I’m worried I’ll step on it and trip. I want to shorten it.”

As she spoke, she looked at Yasmin, asking, “Yasmin, you won’t mind my requests, right?”

“Of course not.”

Since Giselle was pregnant, it was normal that she would be worried about falling.

So, Yasmin asked her assistant to bring a measuring tape over.

Just as her assistant was about to measure the gown, Giselle commented, “Yasmin, I’m afraid your assistant might not measure accurately. Why don’t you do it yourself?”

“Okay.” Yasmin nodded.

Although

ugh somewhat uneasy, she felt better after considering the gown’s price. A high–end luxury dress like that would cost several hundred thousand dollars. C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Since Yasmin could earn around one to two hundred thousand dollars, she viewed it as a reasonable fee for the trouble.

Yasmin squatted down, her swollen hand lifting the tape to measure the skirt for Giselle. ” Ms. Giselle, how much shorter do you want it?”

“Just a bit below the knee,” answered Giselle.

She felt satisfied as she watched Yasmin squat before her like a servant, measuring the

gown.

However, Roxy had different plans. When she saw Yasmin’s injured hand, she reckoned the latter could never draw again if an accident happened.

A sly smile played on Roxy’s lips.

In the next second, she pretended to trip, aiming to hit Yasmin’s eyes.

Nevertheless, Yasmin sensed a shadow above her head. A shiver ran down her spine, and she immediately rolled to the side.

She managed to avoid Roxy and was not hurt.

But things did not fare well for Roxy. She fell near the hem of Giselle’s skirt, colliding with the latter.

Giselle yelped in pain, her hands instinctively clutched her stomach. Her gaze bore a murderous intent as she glanced at Roxy.

Nevertheless, the fierceness in her eyes vanished within a second.

Giselle resumed her gentle demeanor, asking, “Roxy, what are you doing?”

Roxy’s head throbbed with pain. She touched her head and apologized, “I’m sorry, Giselle. The floor at Yasmin’s studio is too slippery. Since I’m in heels, I accidentally slipped.”

She immediately shifted the blame onto Yasmin.

Blake was on the phone. Once he heard the commotion, he walked over with a frown. “What happened?”

“The floor is slippery, so Roxy fell,” Giselle explained gently.

Blake asked, “Did she hit your stomach?”

“No, Roxy hit my foot. The baby’s fine,” Giselle answered while shaking her head.

Then, Blake looked at Yasmin. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” Yasmin responded calmly.

She had noticed how anxious he was about the child just moments ago. At that moment, a sense of desolation overwhelmed her.

“Yasmin, the floor here is too slippery. You don’t even have a carpet. Now that I’ve fallen, how are you going to compensate?” Roxy chided while rising to her feet.

Yasmin furrowed her brows. Just as she was about to respond, Blake coldly ordered, “Shut

1. up.

Roxy was momentarily stunned upon hearing that.

“Blake, I’m the victim here.”

He cast an icy glance at Roxy. “It’s your fault for not watching where you’re going.”

As soon as those words came out, Roxy dared not argue anymore.

On the other hand, Yasmin was surprised that Blake retorted on her behalf. She looked up to peek at him.

He wore a grim expression, showing his displeasure.

“Hope we’re not interrupting anything.”

Right then, Ivan’s voice came from outside the door.

Everyone turned to look.

With his secretary, Ivan strolled in with a cake in his hands.