"And what do you mean by getting me ready?"
She clapped and a series of girls in maid uniform entered holding clothing items.
I looked at a black dress and just
"Wow"
I knew I would never be able to wear such a piece of clothing,not in a lifetime.
I was going to wear this to meet Ian?
Yuck!
"And what if I deny to wear this", I murmered.
She gave me a cold death stare like I've grown three heads.
"Then I will have to report it back to Mr Ian and he would decide how to deal with the defiance",her voice holding a cold threat like it won't end well for me.
Gulp.
Okay its not a big deal besides I do want to wear that dress.
"I'll wear it"
After an hour of bathing, scrubbing, drying, dressing, combing, hairstyling, wearing accesories, shoes and caking up, I was finally ready to see Mr Sandars, Emiley words not mine.
Now Emiley was leading me through a never ending hallway to the top floor.
Seriously? How big this Mansion is. I felt like if I ever happen to wander around alone then I would be lost sure. Then not even Ian would be able to find me out.
We reached the elevator.
Finally.
My feet already hurt like hell in these heels.