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Did I really see it wrong?
Kayla POV. I never imagined that the place Howard brought me to would be the National Royal Gown Private Couture Office. At this time, the designer who collected the size data for me was none other than the top designer of the President and his wife's royal family. Although I knew that he had been hypnotized by Howard and would serve me with all his heart, I couldn't help but feel nervous after learning his identity. I stood stiffly and turned my head to look at Howard sitting on the soft cowhide sofa on my left. "Is this really okay? You actually took me to sneak into the royal palace and had the President's designer design my dress; I can't imagine this is real! Actually, it's just an award party; there's no need to prepare in such a high profile ......" "All you have to do is to c
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