'Oh,she's Sweet,that's a nice name' Martha thought.
"If you are thinking her name is sweet,then you are wrong. Every worker here is referred to as sweet"
"Then how did she know she was the one being called?" Martha asked,not believing what she said.
"He was looking at her,it was clear" The woman said.
'Oh well,then i take back my complement' Martha thought.
"Let's try this" The woman holding a black sparkling gown with a small bow in the middle. It was a very long gown,the back was flowing on the floor even when she hadn't worn it.
She sighed deeply and collected it.
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"I am sorry to interrupt" Vincent apologized.
"Ah no,no problem,we are here because of you" The lady said bowing her head.
"No,no,don't do that" Vincent said looking at her head bowed in front of him.
The lady heard him and lifted her head.
"You will have to speed things up with her dressing and everything. The party was suddenly moved"
"What? But sir,that has never happened before now" The lady said in shock.
"It's a plan against me"
"Yeah,that's pretty clear"
"You have to help me with that"
"I will sir,i will try my very best"
"Okay then,let me leave you to it. Let my girl know i am gone,i will be back for her" Vincent said and then walked into the elevator.
The lady blinked a few times and then sighed loudly.
"Poor guy,he wasn't even allowed to celebrate his dad properly and in peace. I hope he wins this" She said and then rushed back to the dressing room.
She entered and saw Martha in a black dress. It looked very beautiful on her,it was stunning.
"This is uncomfortable" Martha complained,disrupting sweet's thought.
"What?" The chatty woman exclaimed.
"It feels weird" Martha repeated.
"Okay,let's get you another one" She said.
"Mrs Blair,our time has been shortened,so we have to speed things up,sorry for the discomfort" Sweet said.
'Blair,oh that's his father's name,it's not bad' Martha thought.
"If time is not on our side,then i can definitely manage this" Martha convinced.
"Are you sure about that,mam?"
"Yes,i am sure"
"Okay then,let's try out shoes" The chatty woman said.
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Vincent was on a phonecall with Blake.
"How are things going?" Vincent asked Blake.
"Well,the gifts are being wrapped up right now" Blake answered.
"What about the hall and the dancers and the refreshments and all of that?"
"Well,i thought we would have enough time to think about all that but turns out,not anymore,you have to show up" Blake said hurriedly.
"Where are you?"
"I am in the company"
"What are you doing there?"
"I came to pick some important information up,it's about things you need to know before going to the party" Blake explained.
"Why is a single party such a hassle?"
"Because it only happens fifty years after the former and maybe even longer"
"Hold on, i am almost at the company,i will meet you there" Vincent said.
"Alright man,be quick" Blake said and they ended the call.
Vincent drove as fast as he could and in a minute,he got to the company.
Immediately he got there,he saw Blake waiting.
"Where are you heading to next?" Vincent asked as he walked near him.
Blake walked closer to him and handed a large book to Vincent.
Vincent looked at it and frowned. He didn't want to take it from him.
Blake noticed it and pushed it into his arms harshly.
"You don't have a choice. It contains what both you and your spouse needs to know ahead for the party"
"We have to learn all of this before tomorrow night" Vincent said looking at the textbook in his arms.
"Yes. How is your spouse doing?"
"She is probably fine,or maybe not" Vincent answered with uncertainty.
"What do you mean maybe not?"
"All this is new to her. She has to wear an elaborate gown and look modest and put on heavy adornments and all that,she might be okay and she might not be" Vincent explained.
"I hope she is okay"
"Her being okay is like,let's say sixty percent"
"Then she is fine,that's good"
"It is?" Vincent wondered.
"Yeah,sixty means she is okay"
"Then we will agree on she's okay"
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Martha was wearing a thin high-heeled red shoe.
'This is killing,i can walk in it,but why do all of them squeeze my toes? It is killing me' Martha complained in her mind.
"It looks like your legs are suffering,change them" Sweet said.
Martha walked back to the shoe rack and picked another shoe,praying that it was the last.
'I HATE THIS' Martha screamed inside.
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"Take care of that woman" Blake said to Vincent.
"After the party,we would probably go our seperate ways but till then,i will try my best to be good to her" Vincent answered him.
Blake nodded to him and said;
"I need to go now and you need to go with me,you will study that later"
Vincent sighed and then walked towards his car.
"Let's take mine" Blake said.
"Why? So i will have to wait for a staff to bring my car to take me back home? No" Vincent said as he entered his car.
"Hold up" Blake said and then forced himself to go into Vincent's car.
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Martha finally found the right shoe.
'Thank goodness' Martha thanked in her mind. She thought she was done until the chatty lady said;
"Now it remains your bands,chains and bracelet. Earrings and tiaras are very easy to choose,so no problem with those"
"What?" Martha exclaimed and she suddenly felt weak in the knees.
She tried to stand straight but she couldn't,she fell on the soft floor covers in exhaustion.
'Wow,i can sleep here peacefully' Martha thought,feeling the texture of the covering.
"Mam,are you okay?" Sweet rushed to her and tried to help her up.
"Don't worry,i am fine,just need to rest a little bit"
"But mam,you shouldn't rest down there" The chatty lady said.
"No,don't bother,let me remain here" Martha said waving her hands.