Is this the gown you sent? It is rather form-fitting.

Theqi pow clung closely to her figure, adorned with patterns reminiscent of the stars in the night sky, shimmering with brilliance.

Throughout the evening, she felt the fervent gazes of the man in attendance upon her, causing her cheeks to flush.

A peculiar sensation enveloped her, a blend of shyness and feminine pride.

Indeed, such attire is not for everyone.

Without a perfect physique, one cannot possibly carry it off.

Fungho noted, observing Rebecca's displeasure and hastening to clarify.

However, this seems a bit excessive.

Madame Rebecca, tomorrow the entire city will be a buzz about your fashion sense.

In 3 days, the ladies of high society will be vying to emulate your style.

You have dazzled everyone tonight," Fonhao asserted without hesitation.

At his words, Rebecca's cheeks reened and she felt a warmth spread through her before she could respond.

Fonhow continued, "Madame Rebecca, tomorrow fabric shops will seek to borrow your cheapo for replication.

I hope you will not lend it to them as the design is not easily crafted.

" With Fong Ho's earnest explanation, Rebecca found herself accepting the situation much more readily.

The affluent ladies of the city adorn themselves in such a manner, leaving no reason for me to feel any embarrassment.

Rest assured, I shall refrain from such actions.

" Rebecca straightened her posture and leaned back slightly, revealing her fair thighs through the slit of her dress.

"I noticed you captured an image of a warehouse.

Do you possess an interest in collectibles?" Rebecca inquired, diverting the conversation from attire.

"Not really.

One must purchase something when attending such an event.

Participation is what truly matters.

Fongo seated himself beside her.

Rebecca shot him a glance, sensing that his thoughts were occasionally not quite right.

Not all.

I am perfectly normal.

As the two engaged in casual banter, a guard's warning echoed from the staircase.

Miss, you cannot approach this area casually.

Fonhow turned to see Luranna standing at the stairs, her gaze coldly fixed on the guard.

The guard under a stair swallowed hard.

Lady Rebecca, she is with me.

Fong Ho promptly declared, "What a young lady threw.

" The guard stepped aside, allowing Lena to stride and purposefully and silently take her place beside Fong Hao.

Rebecca once again looked at Fong Hao, her eyes filled with questions.

Fong Hao was equally perplexed about Lanna's presence and could only introduce her awkwardly.

Lady Rebecca, this is Miss Lorena, hailing from the same city as I, and we fortuitously crossed paths at the auction.

It was rather difficult to elucidate Luranna's background, mentioning the high plateau was out of the question, so he opted for the shared city origin.

Just then, a system notification chimed.

Lorena and Tobias's loyalty to you has increased by four points.

Current loyalty level 30.

After making the introduction, Fong Hao glanced at Lorena, noticing a slight blush on the face of the beautiful yet icy woman.

What transpired? Merely speaking her name had resulted in a four-point increase in loyalty.

Whereas sending Bone Dragon away only garnered one point.

Greetings, Lady Rebecca, Lorena initiated.

Despite having lived for a century, she still possessed the youthful visage of her 20s, albeit with a perpetually frosty demeanor that exuded an air of aloofness.

Rebecca, taken aback by Lanna's beauty, nodded slightly.

Miss Loranna, it is a pleasure to meet you.

Is this your first visit to Lisa's city? Chapter 362.

Two kindred spirits after the introductions, Rolana took a seat beside them, having visited several times before.

She noted the significant changes since her last visit.

The transformation here is indeed remarkable compared to a few years ago.

I recall a beautiful opera house in the west of the city, but it no longer exists.

Oh, the opera house has merely relocated and undergone expansion.

The surroundings are far more pleasant now.

As the auction concluded, the attendees gradually departed from the Lord's mansion.

Some couples, having enjoyed engaging conversations at the ball, took each other's hands and boarded the same carriage, while others sought out a secluded corner to continue their dialogue.

Eric observed this scene, a smirk curling on his lips.

These heavily made up noble women pald in comparison to Miss Rana.

It was only those lacking discernment who would retreat with such women to shadowy nooks.

Lost in thought, he approached the carriage only to be intercepted by several individuals.

Eric's expression shifted instantly, and he hurriedly warned, "This is the Lord's mansion.

What do you intend to do?" Seeing Eric's anxious demeanor, the group chuckled.

"Fat pig! Boss Riley wishes to see you.

Come with us," Riley Eric's complexion pad further.

Being singled out by Riley was hardly preferable to facing a robbery.

Yet, he had little choice but to follow them to meet Riley.

Fortunately, they were at the Lord's mansion, surrounded by many onlookers who would witness his being taken by Riley's men.

It was unlikely Riley would dare to act against him.

They approached an elegantly designed carriage.

"Boss, we've brought Eric," one of them announced.

"Let him in.

" The carriage door swung open, and Eric stepped inside.

The interior was relatively spacious with Riley seated beside a striking woman named Deborah, while Riley's top enforcer, dog, occupied the opposite side.

As Eric entered the carriage, he felt an oppressive weight envelop him, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Boss Riley, you call for me?" Eric stammered, struggling to suppress his inner fear.

Riley spoke directly.

"Do not be anxious.

Answer my questions, and this will be a rather straightforward meeting.

" "Yes, yes.

Do you know the dark-haired young man?" Riley's voice was low and commanding.

I do not know him well.

We have only just met.

Eric replied in a flustered manner.

What is his name? His name is Fongghao.

I'm not familiar with him.

We merely exchanged a few words today, Eric answered.

What does he do? Riley leaned forward, his arms resting on his knees.

Eyes fixed intently on Eric.

Recently, the Faceless Ones in the city had been investigating how Rebecca eluded their surveillance.

Riley's own inquiries had led him to discover that this dark-haired youth frequently visited the Lord's mansion to meet with Rebecca.

Today I once again witnessed the familiar demeanor of Eric and a young man with dark hair prompting me to bring him over directly.

He is a cloth merchant and it was he who crafted Lady Rebecca's parliamentary gown.

He currently remains in Ley City due to Lady Rebecca's custom clothing arrangements.

Eric divulged all that he knew in one breath.

He is not from this city.

No, he claimed to hail from a town north of Pearl and he intends to open a shop here shortly.

What else did he say? Riley inquired further.

He inquired why it is Lady Rebecca who holds authority in Leisy City rather than the lord of the city.

Huh? Riley erupted into laughter.