Chapitre 322: 322. The Scarf

"You could have warned me," she said and turned around, taking in everything.

"So I should take it as you like them?" Mill asked with a smirk.

"Like? I love them." She yelled out, spreading out her hands.

"Are you sure? If there is any one you dislike, I could change them or get rid of them completely."

"I couldn't even decide which I like most, they are all so good and they look so expensive too. Jael shouldn't have gotten this many."

"Don't worry about the semantics, just enjoy the dresses that are about to be made for you. Besides, he ruined a lot of your clothes, this is only proper," Mill grinned.

"Mill," Mauve cried, blushing slightly.

"Did you think I didn't know about the dresses?" She smirked.

"I didn't think that." She turned her face, unable to look at Mill in the face.

"I was particularly pissed about the lilac dress," Mill continued.