"You..." The forewoman never imagined the dignified Third Prince would play word games with her. But how could she possibly understand Yuri Sinclair's temper? He couldn't tolerate a single speck of deceit.
'But this is my career. If I can't work in the fashion industry anymore, what will I do?'
"No, Your Highness, please give me another chance. I was foolish, it's all my fault..."
But no matter how much the forewoman begged, Yuri Sinclair remained completely unmoved.
The magazine Yuri Sinclair had crumpled on the floor slowly unfurled, revealing a full page. A headline was printed prominently upon it: "Famed Designer Dinar Jordan's One-of-a-Kind Creations."
It was by seeing the design on this page just moments before that Yuri Sinclair had realized the wedding dress was a fake.
'He had to admit, Queen Vance had gone to great lengths to set him up.'
