Chapter 232

Margaret Evans eyed Chloe Valentine with equal suspicion.

Chloe flashed a saccharine smile. "Auntie, would you like me to pick some outfits for you too?"

Margaret glanced at Eleanor Roland trying on clothes and scoffed inwardly. As if having a personal stylist was special. She had one too!

Her face instantly brightened. "Of course, dear. I trust your taste."

She conveniently forgot how she'd mocked Chloe's "tacky" fashion sense just weeks prior.

Chloe sprang into action, weaving through clothing racks while bossing sales associates around with theatrical flair.

Evelyn Langley worked differently.

She meticulously examined each garment's cut, gently tested fabric quality between her fingers, then selected a few pieces for the attendant.

"Aunt Eleanor, I chose these two sets. Would you like to try them?"

Eleanor accepted the clothes eagerly, eyes sparkling.

She adored Evelyn's selections—each ensemble perfectly aligned with her aesthetic.

Truthfully, she enjoyed shopping with Evelyn more than with her own daughter.

Some connections just clicked.

Chloe reappeared. "Auntie, I've picked yours too."

Margaret entered the fitting room.

She emerged first in a red spaghetti-strap dress paired with a Chanel-style jacket—an ensemble that did make her appear younger.

After a satisfied twirl before the mirror, she nodded. "Not bad."

Chloe demurred, "It's your figure, Auntie. You're slimmer than me."

Margaret's smirk froze when Eleanor stepped out from the adjacent booth.

Evelyn had selected a pale teal modernized qipao with subtle bamboo embroidery—understated yet exquisite.

The tailored silhouette accentuated Eleanor's statuesque frame, elevating her natural grace.

By comparison, Margaret looked like an aging socialite desperately clinging to youth.

The second outfits magnified the contrast.

Chloe had been confident in her selections.

Margaret's petite frame limited options, and she'd done her best.

But Evelyn's styling was transcendent.

Eleanor's innate elegance made Margaret's designer pieces appear garish by comparison.

Eleanor gasped at her reflection. "Mianmian, I've never worn this style before, but I love it! How did you know?"

The silk camisole and wide-leg black trousers radiated effortless power.

Statement silver earrings added an edge of rebellious charm.

If the first look embodied grace, this one screamed confidence.