Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 841 Encounter at the Dress Store

Sean didn't resist Luke and had sex with him to get together with him.

As for Luke, no matter whether he was drunk or not, he had made a big mistake by forcing a woman to sleep with him. Sydney even wondered if the woman that day had not been Sean, would Luke have dragged that woman to the hotel?

Perhaps, the answer was yes.

So both of them were at fault.

Looking at Sydney's vexed face, Julien stroked her nose. "What's on your mind?"

Sydney replied, "Sean is ready to abort the child and has asked me to hide it from Luke. I'm just wondering if it's right or not."

Julien gently touched her hair. "Whether it's right or not, this is a private matter between them. Even though you are Luke's friend, you are not qualified to interfere, let them solve it on their own. Sometimes if outsiders interfere too much, it will cause some unnecessary trouble. You won't want it to happen."

"I know, but Luke is my friend, I..."

"So what? It's their private business," Julien interrupted her. "What's more, Luke is an adult. You don't have to care so much about what happened to him. He's not your son."

Hearing this, Sydney was instantly annoyed and patted him. "What are you talking about?"

"I was just making an analogy." Julien curved his lips. "Luke and your secretary will solve this affair by themselves. Nothing big has happened to them yet, and you are even more worried than Mrs. Chase. Are you not treating Luke as your son?"

"Nonsense!" Sydney glared at him.

Julien laughed, "Well, you should not worry about them. They are not as anxious as you, so why don't you take it easy? Since you have so much energy to care about them, you might as well use it all to care about me."

"Do I not care about you enough?" Sydney looked at him.

Julien nodded. "Yes, but I'm a greedy man, so I'm not satisfied with that. I will be happier if you only care about me."

"Knock it off." Sydney gave a wry smile.

Julien ruffled her hair. "Well, it's getting late. I should leave. See you tonight."

"OK, see you." Sydney nodded her head and walked him to the elevator.

Julien suddenly gave her a hug. "Remember to miss me."

"I will." Sydney patted him on the back.

Julien let go of her and turned around to enter the elevator.

Sydney stood just outside the elevator, waving at him until the doors closed and the elevator descended. Then she turned around and walked toward her office.

Julien was right. This was a private matter between Luke and Sean, so they should work it out by themselves.

She was only Luke's friend, not Luke's mother, so there was really no need for her to get so involved and upset herself. Moreover, she had just explicitly rejected Luke, but now she was bothered about Luke's affairs. That was ridiculous. She should change her ways.

Even though they were close friends, she shouldn't have worried about such matters. She crossed the line.

She would listen to Julien, pretend not to know, and let them handle it.

If something went wrong in the end, it would not be too late for her to help.

With this in mind, Sydney was finally relieved.

In the afternoon, Sydney saw that it was almost time to get off work, so she put down the papers in her hand, got up, and went to the mall from Skylight to try on the dress.

The staff of the dress store was already waiting at the door. At the sight of Sydney, they immediately smiled politely and came forward. "Ms. Raines, good afternoon." "Good afternoon," Sydney replied with a smile.

The manager made a gesture to invite her in. "Ms. Raines, this way please."

"Thank you." Sydney nodded and followed her into the store.

This store belonged to a top luxury brand from abroad.

As soon as Sydney entered, she saw lines of exquisite, elegant, and expensive gowns.

Of course, these gowns displayed outside were not the best.

The most valuable dresses would not be hung out. They were hidden in the store as treasures, only waiting for the rich and powerful guests to take them.

Those who didn't know the unspoken rules of the luxury business thought that the ones hanging in the store were the best.

"Ms. Raines, please sit down. Would you like champagne or coffee?" The manager led Sydney to the sofa in the lounge area and immediately asked after Sydney sat down. Sydney put her purse down. "Coffee, please. I drove here, so I won't drink alcohol."

"Okay, please wait. I'll get you some coffee. I had people take your dress from the warehouse. It will be delivered soon," the manager said with a smile. Sydney nodded slightly. "I see. Thanks."

"You're welcome," the manager said and turned to leave.

Sydney sat on the sofa, took out her phone, and browsed the web pages while waiting for the dress.

After waiting for some time, she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind her. "Are these all? No more shiny dresses?"

It was...

Sydney thought for a moment with slightly narrowed eyes, and a name came to her mind.

Greta!

Sydney put down her phone and looked back. Sure enough, she saw a figure in a wheelchair.

The figure was undoubtedly Greta.

Sydney raised her eyebrows.

How could Greta be here?

And she seemed to be here to buy a dress.

But why did she want to buy a dress?

Sydney didn't doubt that Greta could afford it. After all, Greta had spent a lot of money on changing her face and body completely.

In addition, the compensation for the damages to Julien's car was hundreds of thousands of dollars. Greta took the money out without hesitation.

So Greta must be rich, although she was a jobless orphan.

Sydney didn't know how Greta had gotten so much money.

Sydney took a look at Greta and then quickly withdrew her gaze.

Sydney disliked this hypocrite, who had a fancy for her man and wanted to steal her man.

So even though they met here, Sydney would not go to say hello. She pretended not to see Greta.

Greta didn't notice Sydney in the lounge area behind her. Greta was holding a pink fishtail dress in her hand at the moment, and she was looking at it critically.

Now, she was not satisfied with the gown in her hand.

She handed the dress to the shop assistant beside her and asked with a frown, "Is there really no other style of fishtail dress?"

The shop assistant smiled and shook her head. "I'm sorry, Miss. we only have these styles of fishtail dresses in the store."

Greta's face turned disgruntled. "These styles are old. Do you not have the latest ones this year?"

"Yes, but there is only one style of the latest fishtail dress. If you are interested and you are a VIP guest, we can help you make an appointment with the headquarters to customize one for you. What do you think, Miss?" The shop assistant continued to look at Greta with a smile.

Greta's expression stiffened. "VIP guest?"

"Yes." The shop assistant nodded. "The latest fishtail dress this year is designed by our company's top designer, so it is naturally much more expensive than other dresses. We only customize this dress for VIP guests. Ordinary guests can only choose other dresses. Anyone who has spent 100 million dollars in our stores can become a VIP guest. Miss, are you our VIP guest?"