Chapter 68 The Stunning Victoria
"Samantha, don't be rude. That's the head of the Howard family's car," Gregory Roberts scolded his daughter.
Samantha froze, swallowed hard, and shut her mouth, eyes wide with fear.
People had mixed feelings about Alexander: some respected him, some were wary, some feared him, and some envied his position.
Then they saw Victoria step out of Alexander's car, and everyone was shocked.
Victoria, tall and slender, wore a brown trench coat that showed off her calves, paired with white heels.
When she turned around, everyone was stunned by her cold, stunning beauty.
"Mom, who is she? Why did she get out of Mr. Howard's car? Doesn't he hate women being around him?" Samantha asked, trembling.
Katherine was also surprised, "I’ve never seen her before either."
The real shock came next.
Alexander got out of the car, walked over to Victoria, took her hand, and they headed towards the estate gate, ignoring everyone around them.
It was Victoria's first time in front of the Howard family's extended members. The Howard family had many relatives, but only close blood relatives attended the family banquet at Howard Villa.
Alexander led her to his private courtyard.
Dylan, Marcus, and Quentin, whom she hadn't met before, were already there.
They greeted in unison, "Mr. Howard, Mrs. Howard."
Dylan added, "Mr. Howard, Mrs. Howard's clothes are ready in the hall."
"Got it," Alexander replied coolly.
Clothes?
Victoria asked, "What clothes?"
"Mrs. Howard, it's the dress for tonight's family banquet, specially prepared by Mr. Howard," Dylan said respectfully.
Marcus felt disdainful inside.
Victoria didn't expect a dress was needed for the banquet.
Inside, she saw three women in professional attire in the living room.
"Didn't you say no women allowed here?" Victoria remembered what Landon had said earlier.
"Yes, but now there's a lady of the house, so it's fine," Alexander said gently.
Victoria stayed silent.
The three women also stayed silent.
Alexander's words were always on point.
Next, the women led her upstairs to a room.
Upstairs, Victoria saw a row of expensive, custom-made dresses.
"Mrs. Howard, these dresses are custom-made for you," one of the women said respectfully.
Victoria noticed the badge on her chest: LY-Manager-Angela Phillips.
They were from LY?
LY is a high-end clothing brand known for custom-made clothes. Appointments are needed six months in advance.
LY's clothes are unique, designed by top international talents based on the owner's characteristics.
Many wealthy families seek LY's designers for custom clothes; it's not just clothing but a symbol of power and status, sometimes even money can't buy it.
"I heard LY doesn't make clothes for just anyone?" Victoria asked, surprised to see over a dozen pieces laid out.
Angela smiled professionally. "True, but making clothes for the CEO's wife is an exception."
CEO?
Victoria's eyes widened. LY belonged to Alexander?
"Mrs. Howard, Alexander owns LY. All the clothes here at Howard Villa are from LY," Angela explained.
Angela and the others had just learned of Victoria's identity and were shocked, but their professionalism helped them adapt quickly.
The owner of LY had always been a mystery, just like Starlight Diner.
How many more secrets did Alexander have?
Was he just bored and created a high-end clothing store?
Victoria sat quietly as they dressed her up.
Half an hour later, she emerged.
Downstairs, Alexander sat on the sofa, legs crossed, looking at documents on his phone, exuding elegance and authority.
Marcus and the others stood behind the sofa.
The sound of high heels echoed from the stairs.
Marcus and the others looked up, eyes widening. Victoria looked stunning!
Alexander slowly looked up, his eyes showing a hint of surprise, his Adam's apple moving involuntarily.
He knew Victoria was beautiful, but now he wanted to lock her up and admire her himself.
She stood at the top of the stairs in a velvet dark green dress that highlighted her graceful figure. Her delicate features were perfectly sculpted, her hair elegantly styled. She wore matte black heels that showed off her straight calves and beautiful ankles, captivating everyone.
Under his gaze, Victoria walked down step by step, the sound of her heels resonating in his heart.
Her grace was fully displayed.
The three female staff, though familiar with such dresses, were amazed. The dress seemed to come to life on Victoria, maintaining its elegance while adding allure.
Stunning, elegant, dignified, and cold—all perfectly embodied in her, making it hard to look away.
She was like a dazzling gem.
Victoria stood in front of Alexander, who looked at her silently.
Seeing his furrowed brows and deep eyes filled with inexplicable anger and coldness, she asked, "What's wrong? Don't I look good?"
Alexander stood up, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.
The others tactfully lowered their heads.
Alexander's deep, seductive voice whispered in her ear, "What should I do? I don't want to take you out." He teased her ear, "My wife is too beautiful; I only want to admire you myself."
She looked too good in this dress; he didn't want to share her beauty with anyone.
Victoria lay on his shoulder, chuckling softly. "Then I'll go change," she said.
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