Brandon Cliff looked at the clothes Ella Lacey was wearing. Although they accentuated her ethereal aura, they lacked the glamourous exterior and seemed somewhat down-and-out. He disagreed, "Miss Jiang, you should choose one. These evening gowns are works of famous designers and many people would love to wear them but can't."
"I'm sorry for the trouble."
Ella maintained her courtesy, but every time her eyes fell on those evening gowns, her mood would instantly darken, "No, these gowns are not suitable for me."
"Miss Jiang, I understand your concerns. You may be worried about wardrobe malfunctions or being improper..."
Brandon Cliff touched his nose, raised an eyebrow and said, "But at the banquet, there will be many female companions. To catch the King's eye at first glance, you'll definitely have to dress a bit more impressively, right?"
"..." Ella was at a loss for words.
However, Ella believed Arthur was an exception.
