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Eliza glared at the dress on her bed. Mason had got it for her because of the charity gala, which was today. Joyce knocked on her door few minutes ago, and gave her a box with the dress in it.

Joyce had said it was from the young master, so she took it from her. Behold, laying inside the box was the most beautiful it was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen.

It was a black cocktail