Cecilia Vaughn was an outsider and completely unaware of the rarity of Sunset Veil from The Myrian Wilds, but seeing Chloris so enthralled and full of admiration, she couldn’t help but be slightly moved.

Normally composed, Chloris couldn’t resist rushing forward like an eager young man to fondly caress the fabric, which had been crafted into a dress.

"It’s truly beautiful. From afar, it’s captivating, but up close, it’s utterly mesmerizing. The use of color, the craftsmanship, somewhat reminiscent of Morheim’s West Array Weaving, yet with distinct differences. Look at the wisteria blossoms on it, they’re almost lifelike."

Chloris had designed clothes himself and rarely praised others in his field, but today he was entirely in awe of someone else’s craft.

"That designer must be a master. I just wish I knew who was responsible for embroidering it into a finished product. I’d love to meet them."

Adrian Law smiled faintly, recalling his late mother, Susan Roswell, and his voice carried a hint of nostalgia.

"This is Master Walter Sinclair’s work, but he’s retired and won’t take on clothing designs anymore. He made an exception for me because of his old acquaintance with my mother, creating this dress."

"As for the embroidery technique, Master Sinclair used the lost twin-sided kerchief embroidery from the flourishing Tang Dynasty, which is why it’s so vivid. Currently, besides him, no one else possesses this skill."

While speaking, Adrian involuntarily glanced at Cecilia Vaughn. If given the chance, he hoped Master Walter Sinclair would handle the wedding attire for their marriage ceremony, although he wasn’t sure if Walter Sinclair would be willing at that time.

Upon hearing this, Chloris sighed deeply.

"I see, Morheim’s West Array Weaving is acclaimed as a national treasure, but it originally stemmed from Veridia’s flourishing Tang Dynasty’s embroidery techniques. Master Sinclair’s ability to recreate it is truly extraordinary."

"I used to marvel at how Sunset Veil from The Myrian Wilds was worth its weight in gold, with every strand precious beyond belief. Ordinary tailors would only waste its beauty, but luckily it found such a perfect match in Master Sinclair’s peerless embroidery skills."

Chloris’s trembling hand grazed the mist-like fabric, feeling a growing reluctance, eventually leading to an involuntary scream in English.

As the saying goes, heroes admire heroes. What craftsman of mere renown could produce such a masterpiece!

If this dress wasn’t bought by Adrian Law for Cecilia Vaughn, Chloris would definitely pay a high price to purchase it for his collection!

This is certainly a dress that could be considered a family heirloom!

The precious fabric is just a small part; Master Walter Sinclair’s unique embroidery is truly captivating!

...

Cecilia Vaughn never expected such a small garment to have so much involved.

Seeing Chloris’s eyes almost glowing green, Cecilia Vaughn nearly thought he was going to eat the dress!

Cecilia Vaughn hesitated for a while, then approached Adrian Law and Chloris, her almond eyes examining the long dress. Though beautiful things are universally liked, she still hesitated before speaking.

"Adrian, since this dress is so precious, why don’t we choose another one?"

She had never worn purple before, and this embroidered wisteria long dress was worth a fortune from the fabric to the embroidery. She feared that she’d, as an ordinary person, spoil such a fairy-like dress.

Seeing Cecilia Vaughn’s dilemma, Adrian Law’s brow furrowed sharply.

"Why? Cecilia, do you lack the confidence to wear it well?"

Cecilia Vaughn was about to nod when Chloris suddenly exclaimed joyfully.

"Really? Miss Vaughn, if you don’t want it, I’m willing to pay twice the price to buy the dress! No, three times even!"

Adrian Law cast a cold gaze at Chloris, who immediately shut his mouth with an awkward smile.

"Ahem, ahem, Young Master Law, I was just joking."

Despite his words, Chloris was still painfully reluctant to let go of the dress, wishing he could whisk it away.

Adrian Law earnestly looked at Cecilia Vaughn, his large hand reaching for the girl’s shoulder.

"Cecilia, everything has a first time. If you don’t try, how will you know if it fits?"

"You have to trust your husband’s judgment. You are definitely the person most suited for this dress. Apart from you, no one else can wear it to its full beauty."

Suddenly praised by the man, Cecilia Vaughn felt her heart being stirred, and her face flushed slightly. She could only bite her lip and accept the dress.

"Alright, I’ll give it a try then."

The long dress was so beautiful, almost like a piece of art, that she feared becoming overshadowed by its beauty, a delightful dilemma indeed.

...

About ten minutes later, Cecilia Vaughn cautiously held the hem of the dress as she came out from behind the fitting room.

Upon hearing the door open, the two men in the makeup room raised their heads simultaneously.

In an instant, Adrian Law’s breath slightly tightened.

Despite thinking of her visage day and night, seeing the girl dressed in purple finery at this moment still made his heart skip a beat.

Such beauty could not be captured by mere words!

...

Chloris’s reaction was even more exaggerated; he stood dumbfounded in place, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg!

The Eldest Young Master Law was right; it seemed impossible to find another person in the world who could make the dress look better than Cecilia Vaughn!

Under the brilliant lights, Cecilia Vaughn wore a simple purple long dress with an off-shoulder design, elegant and tasteful.

The tailoring fit the girl’s curves perfectly, highlighting Cecilia Vaughn’s graceful figure exquisitely, especially her slender waist that seemed too delicate to be held.

The embroidery on the fabric seemed to be the work of a true master. The wisteria flowers varied in depth and intensity, with blossoms at their peak and buds just ready to bloom.

Layer upon layer of transparent satin added a transcendent beauty to the dress without making it appear heavy, instead flowing with Cecilia Vaughn’s movements, making her seem ethereal.

...

Cecilia Vaughn felt embarrassed under the intense gaze of the two men and lowered her eyes in discomfort.

"Why aren’t you speaking? Is it because I don’t bring out the beauty of the dress?"

Adrian Law snapped back to reality, his eyes deep as he looked at the girl’s pure and ethereal silhouette, his throat inexplicably dry.

"No, Cecilia, you look beautiful wearing it."

The beauty made him want to hide Cecilia Vaughn away in Starfall Bay, unseen by anyone.

Chloris nodded frantically, exclaiming with excitement.

"Miss Vaughn, it’s not just beautiful; it’s absolutely perfect! The Eldest Young Master Law’s judgment is spot on! This dress was designed for you!"

Because the dress was off-shoulder, looking at Cecilia Vaughn’s bare shoulders, Chloris felt like something was missing.

Just as he hesitated over what accessories might complement the look, Adrian Law stepped forward and gently fastened a chain around the girl’s elegant neck...