Chapter 318 Elizabeth is the Protagonist
Seeing Alexander standing there in a daze, the two designers serving Elizabeth immediately explained nervously, "Sorry, Mr. Windsor. We originally brought out the more luxurious styles you liked, but Mrs. Windsor prefers this one."
"It is the lowest-priced style we have here, excluding any accessories. But it looks great on her. Mrs. Windsor has such good taste."
The first part of the designer's words was genuinely an apology to Alexander.
The latter part was a sincere compliment to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was like a model, looking good in anything.
Earlier, the designers had picked out the most luxurious styles and brooches in the store for her, but when trying them on, Elizabeth felt they were too extravagant and flashy. She was used to simplicity and wasn't comfortable with such opulent styles.
Before changing clothes, Elizabeth pushed open the fitting room door and casually pointed to the simplest style, without any diamond-studded brooches, and said, "Can I try that one?"
The designers were stunned.
"Can't I try it?" Elizabeth asked.
"Of course you can!" the designers hurriedly said.
Elizabeth could certainly try the style she wanted.
Even though this style was reserved for someone else.
Elizabeth, wearing the most understated and modest dress in the store, stood somewhat awkwardly in front of Alexander.
Unexpectedly, Alexander was still stunned.
Elizabeth, in a light blue long dress, looked ethereal and pure, without any luxurious jewelry, yet she exuded a different kind of simple beauty.
The feeling Elizabeth gave in this light blue dress was that any jewelry or treasure worn on her would seem like a burden.
Because she didn't care.
So those things were just vulgar.
"This one!" Alexander immediately said.
The designers were silent.
This style was reserved for someone else.
The designer stammered, "Mr. Windsor, this dress is a bit loose on Mrs. Windsor, and the length is a bit short."
"That's easy, you can alter it. As long as my wife likes it," Alexander said.
The designers were silent.
"It's okay; I don't need this one," Elizabeth said, thinking that if it made the designers uncomfortable, she could wear anything. But she was a bit reluctant to part with this dress.
"Is it because this style is reserved for someone else?" Alexander asked.
The designer answered truthfully, "Yes, Mr. Windsor."
"Give the style I reserved to that lady," Alexander said calmly.
The designers were silent, thinking they had misheard.
The style Alexander reserved for Elizabeth was not only encrusted with diamonds, but the brooch alone was worth $500,000. Whoever got that dress would be rich!
It could easily be sold for $2 million.
"Mr. Windsor, are you serious?"
"Just say it's a giveaway event by the Windsor Group, and she happened to win," Alexander added.
Seeing Alexander willing to pay such a high price to exchange for the dress Elizabeth liked, and even coming up with a solution himself, several designers looked at Elizabeth with envy.
Being pampered by a man like Alexander, Elizabeth was truly in a sweet spot.
The designer immediately agreed, "Okay, Mr. Windsor."
Then she sincerely said, "Mrs. Windsor, you are truly blessed."
Elizabeth was taken aback.
She couldn't help but touch her nose.
She thought to herself that they didn't know how terrifying Alexander could be.
"Thank you," Elizabeth said with a faint smile.
After trying on the dress, the designers tried to match shoes for the light blue dress, but none of the shoes fit Elizabeth's feet.
Despite being tall and slim, Elizabeth had small, delicate feet.
The shoes that matched the dress were not only a size too big but also too wide.
The designer regretfully said, "Mrs. Windsor, these shoes were originally matched with this dress, but they don't fit your feet. Although these shoes are considered high-end in regular shoe stores, they are not the best quality we have here. What should we do now?"
"Custom-made," Alexander said.
Elizabeth was taken aback, saying, "No need, we can just buy a pair of shoes. By the way, what event are you making me attend in this dress?"
Alexander didn't answer her, just looking coldly at the designer and saying again, "Custom-made."
The designer looked a bit troubled, saying, "Mr. Windsor, we need to make a foot mold, and..."
"How long will it take?" Alexander asked directly.
"Seven days."
"Four days," Alexander said firmly.
The designer was silent.
"Don't be like this," Elizabeth said, tugging on Alexander's arm.
Alexander didn't look at Elizabeth, only at the designer.
The designer nodded, saying, "Mr. Windsor, we will do our best to rush it out in four days."
Four days would really be pushing it.
But who would dare disobey Alexander's orders?
After taking foot mold, Elizabeth and Alexander left together.
On the way, she felt a bit embarrassed, saying, "I'm sorry."
"I accept!" Alexander said briefly.
Gavin, who was driving in front, couldn't help but chuckle.
He sneaked a glance at Alexander in the rearview mirror, mainly to see if there was any sign of grievance on Alexander's face.
However, Alexander's face was calm.
"Can you tell me what event this dress is for?" Elizabeth asked again.
"I told you a few days ago," Alexander said.
A few days ago, he had told her that in a few days, The Windsor Manor would officially recognize her as Mrs. Windsor.
For this, the old mansion would hold a family banquet.
Alexander had told her a few days ago, but she had been so busy with work that she forgot.
She had no interest in family banquets, especially those at The Windsor Manor.
Every time she went to the old mansion, it felt like it was killing her.
But as Alexander's wife, she had to go.
It was also good to go, as it would inform the entire high society that she was Mrs. Windsor, and no one would dare to openly bully or insult her anymore.
"When is it?" Elizabeth asked.
"This weekend," Alexander replied.
Elizabeth paused, then said, "After the family banquet, I want to go back to my hometown."
When Elizabeth mentioned going back to her hometown, Gavin, who was driving in front, suddenly paused, saying, "Mr. Windsor."
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