Working under Mr. Gunn, she was able to learn a great deal. She had experienced every step of the process firsthand, from the design sketches to the finished garment.
The gown was finally finished just before the exhibition.
On the day of the exhibition, Nancy Hughes had deliberately chosen to wear a long, strapless gown.
She had never worn such a formal gown, nor had she ever teetered on heels this high.
Just standing still, she was afraid she might lose her balance and fall at any moment.
Nancy Hughes had dressed up a bit and looked lovely. She had a delicate, striking beauty, and the bright yellow of the gown made her skin appear exceptionally fair.
She wasn't used to the attention and felt as if everyone around her was staring.
Spotting Mr. Gunn, she lifted her skirt and walked over carefully.
"Mr. Gunn!"
"Hughes, perfect timing. This is Mr. Heston. Go on, say hello."
Dylan Heston was here. And he knew Mr. Gunn. This was completely unexpected.
