Chapter 248

Just thinking about the scene earlier filled Nora with satisfaction.
She smirked. “Well, she had it coming.”
Serves her right.
That reminded Una of the wedding gown, and she sighed with genuine regret. “That dress was designed by Candice. It’s a masterpiece.”
Candice was her idol.
She’d chosen to study design in college just to have a shot at becoming a student of that internationally renowned designer. But life had other plans, and due to some family circumstances, Una had to start working as soon as she graduated.
Her dream of meeting her idol felt impossibly distant now.
Nora remembered the wedding dress still lying in the living room. She’d asked the housekeeper to put it away, but the train was so long they hadn’t found a proper place for it yet.
At that moment, it was still spread out in the living room.
She suggested, “The dress is here at the house. You’ve got tonight if you want to study its design.”
It wasn’t as if the dress was doing anything just sitting there. At least letting Una examine it gave it some purpose.
Una’s bad mood vanished instantly.
She scrambled off the sofa, nearly bouncing with excitement. “Wait for me! I’ll grab my stuff and be right over!”
Una arrived in record time. The moment she laid eyes on the wedding dress, she barely dared to breathe-afraid even her breath might disturb its beauty.
She circled around it, murmuring in awe, “Mr. Chambers really went all out.” Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs.net
Just a design like this was worth a small fortune.
Nora lounged on the sofa, smiling at her words. “He did it for his child.”
How much of his affection for her was real, Nora couldn’t say.
Una snapped photos like a woman possessed and added, “If Eleanor hadn’t meddled, Daniel would’ve made a great husband.”
You could tell just by the way he’d arranged everything for Nora-he was a good guy.
But that “good guy” only existed when Eleanor was out of the picture.
Whenever Eleanor showed up, everything fell apart.
Daniel was Eleanor’s knight in shining armor.
Nora’s voice cooled. “Don’t mention him.”
Her good mood was gone.
Una quickly backtracked. “Not another word.”
She threw herself into studying the dress, oblivious to everything else.
Meanwhile, in a quiet corner of a restaurant across town, Daniel sat at a table,
eyes fixed on his phone’s surveillance feed.
He’d heard every word of their conversation.
A bitter, indescribable ache gnawed at him.
“Mr. Chambers, Ms. Quinn has arrived,” Will prompted quietly.
Daniel put down his phone and looked up as Eleanor approached, her white dress accentuating her usual air of fragility.
He watched her for a moment, and his thoughts drifted to Nora-she would never seem this delicate.
“Dan,” Eleanor greeted softly.
He snapped back to the present and handed her the menu. “What would you like to eat?”
Eleanor shook her head; she had no appetite.
The incident at the bridal shop still stung, like a splinter she couldn’t dislodge, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.
To make matters worse, Hans had made some excuse and left her alone there.
She was desperate for comfort from Daniel.
“You’re the only one who really cares about me,” she said, her voice trembling as she looked at him.
But Daniel’s gaze was cold, distant.
“-”
“Why did you have to go after Una?” Daniel set the menu aside, his tone icy.
Eleanor’s heart skipped. The quaver in her voice faded.
“I didn’t—I honestly didn’t know Una was the designer.”
She tried to defend herself.
But Daniel had already looked into everything.
“The manager told me what happened. Eleanor, you shouldn’t have done that.”
His words cut through her last hope for denial.