"Knock knock", the door of the lounge was knocked on.
Charlotte Thompson's assistant came in with an exquisite handmade bag: "Sister Charlotte, your dress has arrived, and the competition will start in half an hour, you need to get changed."
Charlotte Thompson turned her head, "Okay."
Then she went to the dressing room to change her clothes.
She came out after a while.
She was irresistible and enchanting in a red dress, with a low V-neck subtly hinting at a touch of charm. It matched her exquisite makeup, making her even more dazzling.
Evelyn Curtis just caught a glimpse of her and immediately lost her composure.
"What do you mean? You're wearing the same dress as me!"
Charlotte acted as though she hadn't heard and went to a mirror to check herself out.
Evelyn, who had been ignored and snubbed, had never experienced such humiliation in the past five years - her gaze dropped, and she walked over to Charlotte and tried to rip off her dress.