I will wear anything you pick!

The ball party was to start at 7 in the evening but Mrs. Whitt had called Zsasin over since the morning. The obedient brat that she was, Zsadin arrived as early as 10 am. At the moment she was nearly dozing in the living room of Chief Lee's mansion when Mrs. Whitt brought over a full wardrobe of clothes.

"Don't tell me you are wearing a gown! It will be difficult for others to keep their eyes off you!", Jacobs sleepily walked into the living room and sat down beside the half asleep Zsadin.

"Honey, have a look or should I call Mary, she would help you choose something!",

Mrs. Whitt was ecstatic. It was rare that Zsadin wore anything girlish. She wanted her to look perfect.

"I will wear anything you pick!", indifferently she glanced at the dresses and again rested her head back.

"Ah, this child! Come on, get up! Choose something! You are going to wear it, why should I choose!", Mrs. Whitt was easily frustrated.

"Nanny, don't you worry. I should call Nancy over!", Jacobs finally got a chance to meet his sweetheart.

Hearing him Zsadin randomly chose a black coloured gown, "This", and strolled back to her room in their mansion.

"Honey, you wore it last time, too! Where are you going-", Mrs. Whitt finally lost it and helplessly sat down.

"Let me call Nancy over, she will turn her into something good looking", Jacobs strolled away.

"She already looks so beautiful, your Nancy is just going to pick some dress for her", Mrs. Whitt roared.

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"Magnus, come on! Choose a suit for me! Is it that difficult?", Caleb was at his wit's end. He knew she would be attending and wanted to impress her.

"Boss, you already know she could be that someone you are searching for! How can you-"

"It could be wrong also! Come on, show me your fashion sense!", Caleb pushed the important matter aside like it was nothing.

He already knew that she was the person who was related to those people responsible for his mother's death.

It could also be that she is not guilty at all!

Will his uncle Brandon lie to him about that?

No....never!

He wanted to trust his instincts bit feared that the speculations he was trying to overlook could be true.

"Boss, you should wear this!", Magnus displayed a black shimmery suit with plain shirt and pants. He also took a maroon coloured tie to match it with.

"You have a good sense of fashion!", Caleb smirked.