That was who Adriana was. And honestly, he loved her for it.
Eugene watched him and laughed quietly.
'You'll understand today,' he thought. 'What it means to be fooled by appearances.'
Meanwhile, Adriana stepped into the trial room.
One by one, she tried on the dresses.
Her thoughts drifted. She now knew. About the money. The accounts.
The millions quietly accumulating under her name.
Just recently, she had pretended to discover it in front of Aurora, acting surprised.
Instead of stopping her, Aurora had encouraged her.
'If even she thinks it's fine… then I don't need to hold back,' Adriana thought.
Now, standing there, adjusting the hem of a dress, she felt a new kind of freedom.
She could buy what she liked. Without hesitation. Without guilt.
After trying several outfits, she finally selected five.
Satisfied, she stepped out.
"How do these look?" she asked, turning slightly.
Peter's face lit up instantly.
