Crystal gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and said to Carlos, "I'll see you later. Wait for me."
"Honey, remember to dress up for the evening party,"
"Can't I just dress like that?"
"This is our first public appearance since we got married. We should dress more formally."
"Did you call the reporters again? Are you going to have a live world broadcast again?"
Eric shrugged. "It's a party tonight. It's a gathering of high society. And a lot of my friends couldn't wait to see Mrs. Bush."
"It's none of my business."
"It would be better for you to get Nancy out if you had been dressed nicely." Eric had the carrot and the stick. It was a threat to her!
Crystal knew too much about Eric. As soon as he snatched her from Nathan, he couldn't wait to show his results and happiness.
Crystal wished she could hide from Nathan at such times and never be seen again.
And yet, at this time, she had to appear in public at parties of high fashion. He was bound to see her, and this was no doubt another irritant in his wound.
She already hated Eric deeply in her heart, but there were so many people in his hands that she could not wholly follow her own mood until she rescued them.
Crystal dismissed the servant and went to the bathroom by herself.
Out of the bathroom, Crystal went into the changing room next door.
Apparently, Eric had made this locker room for her. A floor-to-ceiling cabinet against the wall was filled with shoes.
And the clothes cabinet was like a small shopping mall.
Crystal walked into the rows of clothes.
Clothes were also classified into daily clothes and special formal dresses. These clothes were brand new, and the logos hadn't been taken off yet.
Crystal could see that every dress was luxurious and of great value, no matter in style or fabric.
Crystal frowned slightly. She did not want to thank Eric for his generous treatment of her. However, judging from the styles of the clothes, she found some of them were prepared months ago.
In other words, Eric was so determined to get her back into his hands. Yet, he also knew that one day she would wear everything he had carefully chosen for her.
Crystal thought of this and felt a pang. The man's mind and deliberate strategy were reflected in the clothes, which made her resist the clothes in front of her. She would rather go out naked if she could.
Only the thought of those who had fallen into his hands made her repress these feelings.
Crystal chose a small white lace dress with long sleeves that reached from her legs to her ankles and covered every inch of her skin.
Even the collar was high.
She wore a purple jewel necklace with a warm oval stone hanging at the front of her neck.
Crystal sat in front of the dressing mirror.
The dressing room was surrounded by delicate European style, with beautifully carved flowers in the frame and a large crystal chandelier shining brightly.
Makeup tables were filled with makeup and accessories.
A dazzling variety was enough to reflect Eric's intentions. However, Crystal was dismissive and even disgusted with it.
Crystal sat in the chair, reflecting every side of her in the four mirrors perfectly.
In fact, such extreme luxury was probably every girl's dream. But what could she not be satisfied with?
She tossed her hair high with a cold smile, and a few bangs dropped at random. But it would show the scar on her forehead.
Crystal stared at herself in the mirror, lifted up her bangs, looked again, pulled open the drawer, and took out the full set of cosmetics. Half an hour later, Crystal appeared in the hall.
Everywhere she passed, she was a great surprise. The servants were even more surprised.
Although they had seen Crystal on TV, from the wedding broadcast live around the world, they knew she was breathtakingly beautiful. But they did not expect that Crystal, with all this dressing, would refresh their view of beauty once again.
Eric sat with his legs crossed on the luxurious leather sofa, forced to look up at the sound of his servant's screams.
Crystal, who was coming down the stairs, was as beautiful as a queen and made his eyes light up.
Eric today was wearing a white suit with a blue shirt. He was a man of great stature.
He stood next to Crystal, making a perfect match with her.
"What's that on your forehead?" Eric's eye fell on Crystal's forehead.
Crystal did not speak.
Eric saw her forehead clearly.
It was a rose of fiery red color with a gold rim, looking breathtaking.
If he didn't look at it carefully, he'd think she'd drawn it with a pen.
"Why do you draw a rose on your forehead?"
"I accidentally cut my forehead, so I did some make-up to cover it up. Isn't that nice?"
Eric took her hand and gave her a pious kiss on the back of her hand.
"I am more and more glad to have married you."
****
On the other side of town, Paul received a dress from Eric, opened it, and was about to change it for Nancy.
"Don't come over here! I'll change it myself." Nancy held her chest tight.
She came to get the antidote from Paul, only to be imprisoned by him. He said he was taking her to some party when she woke up.
"Tut, I've seen all you look. I have no interest in your flat chest." Paul scoffed at her response.
Nancy had been told off for feeling inferior before, but this time she popped up two cups and said, "Do you get it? I'm C Cup."
"I'm so thin, and it's nice to have a C cup. They all say I'm nice."
Paul frowned and gritted his teeth. "They?" Seeing her getting beaten up for saying the wrong thing, Nancy called out, "That's what the waitress at the clothing store said, and Crystal as well."
When Crystal took her shopping for clothes, she was ashamed of her figure.
Paul snorted. "If the clerk doesn't say nice things about you, how can you buy something from her? And as for Crystal, do you believe her comforting words?"
'I'm not bad!"
"At least you're the smallest cup size among the women I've ever had sex with."
Nancy, momentarily deflated, grabbed her dress and said, "I'll go to the bathroom to change."
Paul put his hand on her shoulder, stripped her naked, and helped her into her dress.