Chapter 570
Chapter 570
Always right there, pouring on the compliments.
"Mrs. Moncada, this wedding dress fits you like a dream, like an angel just touched down from the heavens."
"Mrs. Moncada, even at eight months pregnant, once you're in this dress, you can't even tell."
"Mrs. Moncada, if you walk down the aisle in this dress, you'll be the most stunning woman in the entire city." Linda seemed pretty pleased with herself.
Then, through the mirror, she spotted Chloe standing at the door.
Turning around, Linda greeted, "Chloe, you made it."
Chloe stepped in, her eyes landing on Linda.
Linda's wedding dress was indeed breathtaking, sprinkled with tiny diamonds that sparkled in the light.
Chloe moved in closer.
Lifting her dress slightly, Linda asked, "What do you think?"
Chloe sidestepped the question, "Linda, I'm here. Can you tell me how Shawn died?"
That was the only thing Chloe was after.
She asked bluntly, right in front of everyone.
You'd think Linda would ask her entourage to step out.
But instead, Linda said, "Chloe, how about being my bridesmaid?"
Chloe pressed on, "Shawn's death has to be tied to you."
Linda, still all smiles, responded, "I even picked out a bridesmaid dress for you. Take a look, see if it suits you."
"Linda, you're not the killer, are you?"
"Bobby, could you please bring Ms. Chloe's bridesmaid dress over?"
The room was filled with puzzled faces, utterly bewildered.
The two women were on completely different wavelengths, practically having separate conversations.
Chloe was going on about a murder, while Mrs. Moncada was lost in her wedding daydreams.
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Yet Bobby, without missing a beat, fetched the bridesmaid dress.
The dress was custom-made too.
Absolutely gorgeous, matching the
wedding dress in theme, just a bit et
simpler
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exquisite.
The team had been baffled before.
The bridesmaid dress cost nearly as much as the wedding dress itself.
It's rare for a bride to spend that much on a bridesmaid dress.
First, because of the cost.
Second, because no bride wants her bridesmaid to outshine her.
But Mrs. Moncada was willing and put in a lot of effort.
She mentioned it was specially tailored for her best friend.
Everyone assumed they must have been incredibly close, a friendship to envy.
But that didn't seem to be the case.
No one dared to speculate further.
Soon, the bridesmaid dress was brought over.
Approaching Chloe, someone asked, "Ms. Chloe, would you like us to help you try it on?"
Chloe glanced at the dress and
"Linda, why are you s
sure say yes to being your
Holding her dress, Linda descended the steps, slowly walking up to Chloe.
"It's my wish. If you come to my
wedding, be my bridesmaid, I'll teet
you everything that happened back then how Shawn died, all your questions answered."
Linda's face was earnest, "Otherwise, you'll never know."
Chloe frowned, locking eyes with Linda, "Linda, what are you really up to?"