Chapter 650 Red Rose and White Rose
The spectacular cooking contest provided quite an interesting interlude for the banquet. With City Lord Michael and President Jeffree present, Spatch naturally wouldn’t be able to go back on his word and refuse to hand over the promised storefront to Mag.
Aside from earning himself a storefront, Mag had also become renowned among the upper-class circles of Chaos City.
As such, there was no doubt that he was the biggest winner to emerge from this banquet.
All of the businessmen that wanted to make Mag’s acquaintance could only look on from the sidelines upon seeing him being approached by Scheer.
Compared to the beautiful and wealthy Young Mistress Scheer, portly middle-aged men like them were clearly far less attractive.
However, that didn’t put an end to the discussions being held about Mag. The annual mid-year banquet gathered all of the most exceptional businessmen in Chaos City, and many significant deals were struck at the banquet per year. As such, there were countless opportunities lurking behind such an event.
Men were scrambling for opportunities to boast about their earnings for the first half the year, while women gathered together in small circles, showing off their jewelry and attire, and talking about how expensive the items were or what strings they had to pull in order to obtain those items, drawing envious glances from the other women in their circle in the process.
Those were conversation topics that were always in fashion among women, particularly women like them who only needed to think about how to spend money every day.
“Ms. Gloria’s dress is so beautiful! It complements your figure and skin tone perfectly.”
“Indeed. She looks like a goddess who has just come down from the heavens. If I could get a dress like that custom-made for myself, my husband definitely wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off me.”
“I wonder which designer in Chaos City could’ve designed such a beautiful dress. Why have I not heard anything about them?”
Of course, many of the women had their attention focused on Gloria. She was like a celestial maiden who had just walked out from a painting, and her gorgeous blue dress had become a popular topic of conversation.
Gloria hailed from a noble background, and every female guest present was itching to find out the origins of her dress. They wanted nothing better than to directly ask her whom the dress had been designed by so they could get one custom-made for themselves before anyone else could.
Gloria had her hands folded over her lower abdomen, and she was feeling rather nervous. However, she wore a faint smile on her face this entire time and conversed in a calm and refined manner with the noblewomen around her.
“Ms. Gloria, your dress is so beautiful. I hope you don’t mind if I ask which master designer it was made by?” a woman wearing thick makeup asked with a smile.
Following her question, the chatter around them grew noticeably quieter. All of the women were peeling their ears and holding their breaths in fear that they would miss Gloria’s answer and miss out on such a beautiful dress as a result.
Gloria’s eyes lit up slightly, and she could feel her heartbeat accelerating. Everything she had done today was leading up to this moment.
Her plan to arrive late at the banquet had been very successful, and now, these noblewomen had developed a keen interest in her dress.
Gloria glanced at a nearby booth and composed herself internally. A confident smile appeared on her face, and she shook her head as she replied, “This dress wasn’t made by any master designer. Instead, it was made by the Blue Suede clothing shop that I run.”
“So it’s her own clothing store?”
“Does that mean Ms. Gloria designed the dress herself?”
“In that case, would she be willing to sell such a beautiful dress?”
“Any woman would want to keep such a beautiful dress exclusively to themselves, right?”
All of the women immediately burst into conversation upon hearing this. They were hoping to find out which designer had made the dress before contacting them at the first possible opportunity, but they didn’t think that this dress would have been made by Gloria’s own clothing store.
“This dress is one of the products that our store is selling, and we’re currently in the process of producing a limited range,” Gloria said with a smile.
All of the women’s eyes lit up in unison upon hearing this. This was fantastic news for them. Anything that could be bought with money was well within their reach.
“However, our store doesn’t offer custom-made clothing. Instead, we made our clothing in a series of different set sizes, and every dress of this style produced will be of a different color, so you won’t have to worry about someone wearing the same dress at an event that you’re going to attend,” Gloria continued.
“If we can’t get it custom-made… then what if it doesn’t fit?”
“Only one of each color? But won’t it be awkward even if we end up wearing a dress of the same style as someone else during an event?”
“Ms. Gloria’s shop sure is unique. She’s completely doing away with the old conventions established by tailors and seamstresses.”
All of the women began discussing quietly among themselves again.
“Ms. Gloria, where is your shop located? I would love to visit it tomorrow morning,” one of the women asked with a smile.
All of the other women also turned to Gloria, awaiting her response.
“Blue Suede is the eighth shop from the entrance of the Aden Square. It should be quite easy to find if you look out for our sign,” Gloria replied with a smile.
“Alright, I’ll be sure to head over there tomorrow morning,” the woman promised with a smile.
“Big Sister, you have to wait for me tomorrow! We’ll go together,” one of the other women urged.
The rest of the group didn’t say anything, but their expressions certainly didn’t suggest lack of interest. Instead, they were contemplating how they would be able to secure such a beautiful dress before everyone else.
Gloria still maintained a faint smile on her face, seemingly unaffected by the enthusiasm of the women around her. At the same time, her hands, which were tightly folded over her lower abdomen, gradually relaxed.
At this moment, in one of the VIP booths, Mag gently swirled the wine in his crystal glass, and was slightly entranced by the sight of rich translucent liquid. It was a pity that such exceptional wine couldn’t be enjoyed in a goblet. Crystal glasses were more valuable, but they lacked the grace and exuberance of goblets.
“Mr. Mag, have you considered my proposal from last time?” Scheer took a sip of red wine as she sat across from Mag. The wine made the color of her lips even more vibrant, creating quite an alluring sight in the dim yellow light.
“Sorry, Young Mistress Scheer, but I have no intention of joining the Chamber of Commerce, as some of its policies go against my morals and ethical code.” Mag placed his glass onto the table and shook his head in response.
She really was beautiful, just like a vibrant red rose, but she was a rose with thorns.
In comparison, Mag preferred the thornless white rose that was Gloria.