It was the exact same gown.
The same gown Ruby had unveiled that Esteban de la Vega's legendary creation for her. The ultimate proof that showed her class to others.
She was not just an award winning best actress of four years in a row, she was also the only daughter and heir of the Wright's family.
A dress that showcase her status as Mrs Miller, the wife of the biggest start up company CEO in the country.
She had loved other's envious gazes on her.
Most of her competitors in the entertainment industry was invited. She lived how they hated but still can't help but be envious. She was a true winner in a life.
But now, someone was wearing the same gown as hers?
Ruby's face turned white and smile vanished from her face in lightening speed. Her polished lips quivering at the edges. Her fist clenched by her side.
Her chest tightened, her pulse racing beneath flawless skin. She clung harder to Christian's arm, her nails digging into silk, clawing for control.
