"It's almost ready. President Irving, when do you need the wedding dress?"
"The sooner the better." The wedding was only a month away, after all. They couldn't delay the dress for too long.
"I'll do it as quickly as I can!"
"Great, thank you for your hard work!"
Erin Irving told the two of them to head back first. He clearly had something to discuss with Joanne Donovan alone.
Georgia Thorne and Sylvie went downstairs together. In the elevator, Sylvie was still fuming. "I can't believe Joanne Donovan is that kind of person!"
"She clearly pushed me on purpose! I was so far from that vase. If it weren't for her, how could I possibly have knocked it over and broken it!" Sylvie's face was flushed with anger.
"Okay, it's over now. Don't dwell on it." Georgia Thorne glanced at her reflection in the mirror and subconsciously placed a hand over her lower abdomen.
