My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 832

Chapter 832

“You’re welcome.” The girl pointed at her badge. “I’m Halley.”

Halley took her down a secluded alleyway and entered the backstage of the awards ceremony.

There were several dressing rooms exclusively for the huge stars backstage. Naturally, it would be impossible for a newcomer like Naomi to have a designated dressing room. Hence, when she saw Halley push open Isabella’s dressing room door, she was stunned.

“Halley, it’s okay. I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to enter Ms. Rayner’s dressing room.”

She didn’t want to get too involved with Isabella.

“It should be fine. We’re just here to use the air conditioner. There are so many dressing rooms, but only Ms. Rayner’s door is unlocked. She’s a friendly person, so she shouldn’t mind,” Halley said with a smile.

Naomi hesitated for a while before finally stepping into the dressing room.

She stood in front of the air conditioner, and the strong chilling breeze made her uncomfortable.

After she was done and was about to leave, the dressing room door was pushed open from the outside.

Isabella walked in wearing a sapphire blue gown with long wavy hair, and Nessy followed behind her.

When she saw Naomi, Isabella twitched her eyebrows. Then, she spoke gently with a hint of disdain. “Ms. Nolan, what are you doing in my dressing room? Did you think a newcomer like you is equal to someone as big and famous as me?”

There weren’t other people at the place and not many cameras from the media, so Isabella couldn’t bother to pretend to have a senior-junior relationship with Naomi.

“My clothes got wet, so I came here to use the air conditioner.” Naomi was neither humble nor arrogant. “Thanks for the air conditioner. I’ll be taking my leave now.”

As soon as she spoke, she walked toward the door.

Halley quickly apologized to Isabella, “Ms. Rayner, I’m sorry.”

Isabella snorted coldly, touched up her makeup, and turned around to leave the room.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she heard a scream of excitement coming from the outside. It was her assistant’s voice. “Oh my gosh! It’s the top designer, Rosalind! I heard that she designed the gown of the wife of H Nation’s president.”

“She’s holding a beautiful gown in her hand. Could that be for Isabella? After all, I heard Isabella’s boyfriend is…” Another staff member spoke but didn’t finish her sentence as if she wasn’t worthy to utter the name.

Then, three classy women walked into the corridor. The woman in the front was elegantly dressed, and the two behind her were her assistants.

Isabella looked out of curiosity and noticed the famous designer, Rosalind Webber, the female designer who created the gown for the president’s wife to travel abroad for an interview.

“The gown in her hand seems to be the new design for the spring collection, right? It’s also a limited edition. It looks like it is from the same collection as the gown of the president’s wife. That’s a dress you can’t buy with money. This collection only has two sets. The president’s wife is wearing one, and the other is still unowned. That’s not possible. Even if Mr. Webber dotes on me, there’s no way he could

get a gown of such quality for me, right?” Isabella was in disbelief. “Webber Group has developed pretty well recently, but it’s still quite impossible for them to have Rosalind come over.”

Although Isabella’s words sounded modest, there was a hint of arrogance and excitement in her tone.

“Why not? They’re all Webbers. They might be related to each other. It’s probably nothing to get you a gown like that.” Nessy nearly screamed.

If her artist wore a gown from the same collection as a gown for the president’s wife, it could become the hottest topic on Twitter as soon as the news spread.

It was indeed an honor.

Isabella was still a little unsure. Back when she saw Naomi wearing Lune, her Dior instantly became out of fashion.

Then, she immediately called her boyfriend, Alec Webber, to complain about it.

She never expected Alec to give her such a big surprise.

He must have spent a lot of thought and money, right? Maybe Nessy is right. Maybe Rosalind is his relative.