Chapter 48

I’m glad he knows I don’t have money to pay him. I only have one dollar here.

“What are you doing here?” I asked and invited him to come in.

“What’s that?” He is referring to the gown that I am holding. I showed it to him, and he shook his head in disbelief.

“I’ll be back.”

He said and left me, and when Weltry returned, he was holding a big white box and a gown inside of it. A simple gown.

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“There, don’t make it so obvious that you don’t have money by wearing that rug gown. You don’t have a taste in choice. Here, this suits you,” Weltry hands me the gown, and I am staring at it. This is off-shoulder with a diamond design on the shoulder and a big ribbon on its back. It also has a slit.

This gown undoubtedly fits.

How did he know my size and measurements?

Maybe he copied this or rent.

“Hey, why are you crying?” He asked me worriedly while there was a hidden smile on his lips.

I came near to him and hugged him.

“Are you invited too?” I asked him while hugging him.

“No, I just found out about it, and I will come even if I am not invited,” he laughed. He is crazy; I know he is invited.

I release from the hug and face him.

“You are too dramatic; let’s go, girl. Our outfit and effort will be wasted if we just stay here.”

We came to the event, which was already crowded; there were many elite people. I roamed the place. I felt dizzy. This is how it looks when you are an influential man and belong to high society.

“Is that true? Huan's husband is rich? Or maybe that he is ugly,” Weltry murmured in my ears. He is making a fuss.

“Don’t be judgmental. The important thing is Huan’s husband has a lot of money and is taking good care of Huan. In our time, looks are nothing as long as you have money. Good looks can’t feed you.”

We started to walk to our place.

“Yeah, right. You are not beautiful, and you don’t have money. How sad your life is. I feel pity for you.” He teases me while he is grinning.

I was about to punch him when he distanced himself.

“If I became rich, I would slap you kneeling and make your life like flour.”

He just laughed at me and pulled me somewhere. He is pulling like he is familiar with this place.

I saw a lot of sweet couples, and I felt brokenhearted. I still feel hurt because Kienzo is not here with me. I just wanna go home and be with Bolat. I am lucky that Bolat is my friend; even though he is a scammer who never left my side and judged me, he always makes me happy and smiles.

What does Kienzo doing at this hour? Is he still thinking about me too?

I really miss him at the highest level.

When a waiter passed with a tray of wine in his hands, I got one and drank it all.

People here seem to know each other.

“I feel OP.”

Weltry forehead creased.

“OP?” My cousin asked.

“Out of place, we are like an air here. Look at them; they are enjoying themselves and from a high-class society. Look so elegant and expensive.” I said sadly.

I just wanna be with Bolat. He knows to lift my mood.

“You know? You are too dramatic today; just eat your feeling away.” He pointed at those foods near us.

I felt light when I saw a chocolate fountain and strawberries.

“I’ll just be there, okay?” Weltry said to me that he was busy drinking wine. We don’t do anything here; why don’t we enjoy the food rights? This is all free, and this kind of occasion rarely happens.

The chocolate and strawberry fountain is too big.

I almost fell to the ground when someone caught my eye.

He is handsome. Good looking.

I stared at him; I wouldn’t take my eyes off him. I swallowed my own tongue.

“Kienzo?” I blurted out.

He’s here. Does Huan invite her, or its Papacy?

What is he doing here? He looks handsome in his three-piece tuxedo.

He removed his hand from my waist, and I looked at the woman beside him; she had a color red hair. She has a boy’s cut hairstyle.

My heart tightens; who’s this woman he is with?

“Kienzo…”I muttered his name.

“Do you know her, Kienzo?” that woman asked Kienzo, holding on to his arm.

They look good together.

Kienzo is staring at me blankly, not letting him stare at me.

“Let’s go.” He said coldly while still looking at me.

Until here, I am going to get hurt; maybe the papacy invited him since he is part of the family, and what hurts the most is that he is with a woman I have never met.

I sighed when they left me, and I ate my feelings away.

I get two plates, and those plates are loaded with different dishes and sweets.

“Yuck! What a beggar.”

I hear someone and look at the woman by my side. She pointed at me with her swollen lips, and her friends looked at me too.

“Oh my! Why do you have the same gown?!” She stated, and I looked at my gown. She is correct; we have the same dress. This is embarrassing.

Weltry where did you rent this gown? Maybe he bought this in the online store.

“I bet her gown is fake. My husband gifted this to m,” she said, Confident.

The old lady is the one with who I have the same gown; maybe the two are her daughter.

I heard gossip and bowed my head down; I felt shy and embarrassed to that maximum level. I do not belong in this place and am not invited. Maybe I shouldn’t leave Weltry and be with him all the time and everywhere.

“She’s a copycat.” The woman wearing a red gown on the left side stated.

“Are you a beggar? You took a lot of food with two plates.” The older man mocked me.

"Is that the famous lawyer? I saw his TikTok vids." I heard a murmur.

I remember Kienzo’s videos I uploaded on social media; how many views do those videos already have? I miss taking videos of him while he doesn’t know.

"E-excuse m-me…" I bid. They will humiliate me.

This is how it feels when you are in a high-class society, you won’t afford their cost of living and standards. They mocked you and humiliated you if you were in the lower.

"You woman!" The older woman grabs my arm. Her eyes are burning in anger.

“Remove that gown!”

She is making a scene.

“I don’t want to have the same gown with someone!” She shouted, and she was getting attention.

Why would I remove my gown? Is she okay? I don’t have spare clothes to change.

“Ay! What a! They have the same gown.”

I hear laughter and murmurs. They are already gossiping about us.

I feel embarrassed.

This is my cousin's fault. Maybe it’s better to wear the gown that Huan gave me.

"Her gown is fake!" she is Hysterical and making a scene. She is an attention seeker and hungry for that, so she should grab a pair of sneakers.

"How sure you know her gown is fake and a copy?"

My world stopped when I heard that familiar voice. Kiki is here, but where is the woman he is with? I notice his suit, and he is not Kienzo.

"Kenzo…" I called him.

He smiled at me and sneaked his arm on my waist.

I look at every one. Why is Kiki not here? Where is he?

"No! My husband bought this for me, and he bought this for a famous designer! Huh! a famous designer made my gown!" she said Confidently.

Kenzo looks calm and relaxed, and fresh. He looks handsome, and I feel distracted by his perfume. He changes his aroma.

He looks blooming and appealing tonight.

He's my knight in shining armor but not the love of my life.

"How sure you are, woman?"

Kenzo pulled me in my waist, and he was grinning at me.

I wanna lean on his chest. I pity Kenzo; he just chills and always looks cool, but his twin brother is boring and kills joy.

"I'm confident and a hundred sure." The woman chinned up and confidently answered Kenzo's question.

"Kenzo, let’s get out of here," I murmured and tried to pull him, but he didn’t want to go. I don’t wanna get attention and make a scene.

He didn’t listen to me and chose to stay.

"Okay then, let's call an expert designer and diamond expert."

They are called a professional and well-known designer.

Weltry won’t spend on an expensive dress for me, and I know that my gown is fake.

"Relax, woman," Kenzo murmured while our gown was being examined by the designer they called.

I can’t look at anyone because I don’t feel confident. Kenzo worsens the situation.

"Kenzo…"

I am feeling shy.

I appreciate him for saving me, but he doesn’t need to challenge them and prove who has the expensive and original gown.

"Her gown is a copy." The designer announced.

"What?! My husband gifted this to me!" I look at them, and the older woman is already angry.

"We checked it carefully, and her gown," they pointed at me, "is the real one."

Mine is not fake?! I thought Weltry rented this? Or bought in the online store? Weltry is really rich. There are a lot of shining diamonds in this gown, and I don’t wanna know the price because I might lose my sanity.

"What?! It can't be! She looks poor and a copycat!" She growled while pointing at me.

"Your husband doesn't love you that much that's why he bought you a cheap one."

Kenzo teases her.

She didn’t like what Kenzo said and walked out while her nose was smoking angrily.

That audience left too.

“Asshole, you are here too.!” I am glad that he is here.