Chapter 200

As they spoke, the grand iron gates began to open. A sleek black Bentley Arnage glided smoothly into the driveway.

Nyla clasped Hadley’s hand and pulled her up. “Since we’re already on the subject, this is the perfect moment.”

“Nyla, I—”

“You know I don’t take no for an answer! No excuses!” With no way to argue, Hadley followed her upstairs.

Since the entire thing had been kept a secret, the dress was hidden away in Nyla’s room.

Nyla led Hadley into the walk-in closet and gestured toward a dress hanging neatly on a rack. The fabric rested beneath a protective garment bag, crisp and freshly pressed. “Go on, take a look. Isn’t it beautiful?”

Hadley gave a small nod. “It’s beautiful.”