Chapter 145: The Ceremony (1)

"Is that… really a place?"

Amalia's eyes widened in shock. She had heard rumours but seeing it in person was much strikingly weird.

Since she realized that the person purchasing their whole catalogue was the famous Count Einar, she knew that they had hit the jackpot. The long-awaited public ceremony was just a few hours away and they arrived at the mansion to deliver the dresses.

Just to be welcomed by the haunted house surrounded by a deep water canal.

The dressmaker who hadn't slept for a few days to prepare the new designs looked just as ghastly as the witch's dolls hanging on the wall. He confidently went inside, and Amalia timidly followed him.

Today must go without a hitch. Her life career depended on it.

"Milady, they are waiting downstairs," Bennet announced the arrival of the stylists.

"I will be right there," Arianell responded.