When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 359

Chapter 359 Julia Is Getting Married

Julia smiled after being asked by Amelie and replied, "Mrs. Gage previously met up with me and told me that she had thought things through. She would rather give us her consent than let us drag the relationship out without getting married."

Learning that Mrs. Gage was able to think in such a way, Amelie felt relieved. "I'm glad to hear that."

External interventions, particularly from close family members, were the most upsetting in a relationship.

It wasn't uncommon for people to destroy a relationship—or even a marriage, at that—under the guise that they were acting in the best interests of the couple.

As such, no matter how much Amelie wished for them to have a happy ending, Amelie never pressed Julia about her relationship with Samuel.

"In reality, she hasn't actually thought things through. It's just that her son wasn't listening to her, and she finally gave in. However, she deserves credit for being able to reason clearly. She even told me that if my relationship with Samuel doesn't work out, we'd break up someday, and she didn't have to be the bad guy to make that happen. If our relationship goes well, she has no reason to lose her son just because she wants another daughter-in-law."

Julia then paused and bitterly laughed before continuing, "At the end of the day, she is still dissatisfied with me." Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"That's because she doesn't know you well. As you spend more time with her, she will grow to like you. Also, don't stop keeping in touch with her after the marriage just because you're afraid of the hassle, and remember to pay her frequent visits with Samuel," Amelie reminded Julia. "Mrs. Gage may have

accepted you for the sake of her son, but no one is made of steel. If you treat her with sincerity, she will feel it someday."

Mrs. Gage's words demonstrated that she was a reasonable person. Hence, Amelie quickly reminded Julia of some strategies to win Mrs. Gage's heart.

"Your words are truly a wake-up call, Amelie!" Julia exclaimed. "Previously, when Mrs. Gage said that she would not be living with me and that we could just meet up occasionally, I even decided not to appear in front of her as frequently to avoid irritating her."

Amelie didn't know these tricks as well in the past. However, throughout the last two years, she had been organizing training camps besides managing Knowlit, and she had learned these tips from the trainers at the training camps.

Her emotional intelligence grew as a result of meeting so many formidable people.

"My parents are unconcerned about me. Luckily, I have you to guide me in a lot of things," Julia said as she rested her head on Amelie's shoulder and sighed.

In response, Amelie patted Julia's head. "We're best friends for life, so I'm your family. You can tell me anything," she said sincerely.

Both of them then went for lunch to welcome Amelie back to the country.

After lunch, Julia suggested, "Elie, come with me to pick out my gown."

Amelie, however, simply smiled. "This is the groom's responsibility. I'm not going to do it for him."

"Don't make fun of me!" Julia blushed, which was unusual. "Samuel has bad taste. He always picks out the most old-fashioned pieces, so I don't want him to go with me!"

Due to Julia's persistent badgering, Amelie had no choice but to accompany her to the bridal store.

The store was located in Clouson City's most opulent shopping mall. Its specially designed high ceiling and interior decorations gave it a grand and classy appearance.

In the store were plenty of gowns by various designers in a variety of styles.

When Julia and Amelie arrived at the storefront, Amelie was astounded by its grandeur.

Julia, too, wasn't anxious to enter. Instead, she stood outside the store and pointed to the tall building across the street that was even more imposing. "Do you see that supermarket? It is the largest and most stylish supermarket with the most extensive product selection."

Amelie looked in the direction Julia was pointing at and saw a mall with ten floors, each one shining brightly while displaying its extraordinary atmosphere.

"And that is the city's largest entertainment agency, with the city's largest arcade on its south side. Aside from live commerce, Leo is involved in every industry here."

Julia didn't mean to bring up Leo, but there wasn't a single business or asset on the street that didn't belong to the Alstons.

She then pointed to a few other places in a row, and more than half of the buildings in this city center belonged to the Alstons. For the rest, Leo was either a shareholder or involved in some other form of collaboration.

"He has been venturing into many industries for the past few years, snatching a lot of benefits from other businessmen. Many people hate him to the core for it, but they can't do anything about it. They can only make a living in the industries Leo hasn't ventured into yet."

I've already known how capable he was two years ago.

But it appears that he has expanded his career to four, five times its previous scale.

How did he manage to achieve this in such a short time? Did he not rest at all?

Amelie was secretly impressed, but she didn't dwell on it.

Everything she did was motivated by her self-interest rather than pure business. Hence, even after learning about Leo's empire, she didn't feel particularly envious.

"Let's go."

Both of them then entered the bridal store.

"Hello, Miss White." The store manager recognized Julia and came over to greet her.

"This is my friend, and she's here to accompany me while I choose my gown," Julia introduced Amelie.

Despite being more famous than Julia, Amelie wore a fox mask during her live streams. Hence, few people knew she was Foxy.

The store manager enthusiastically greeted Amelie as well before leading the two of them to the second floor, which displayed more luxury gowns designed by only the top designers.

"These designers are frequent attendees at all fashion shows around the world. Their creations have clear themes arising from rich imagination, which are suitable for brides like you, Miss White. After all, you have a job that requires you to interact with the public regularly. You can take your time to choose, Miss White. If you see a design you like, we can immediately arrange for the designer to modify it to fit your size."

Just as the store manager had described, all of the gowns on the second floor were indeed classier and more elegant.

The manager was also astute enough to know that Amelie was here to be Julia's advisor. Hence, the manager did not disturb them and left after bringing them two cups of coffee and some refreshments.

The gowns were all stunning. Together with Julia's good figure, all of them looked nice on her.

Julia chose more than ten gowns in a row, instructing the staff to bring them to her one at a time for her to try on.

As Amelie was back mainly for Julia's wedding and had no other pressing matters to attend to, she sat quietly by the light blue table, enjoying her coffee and the refreshments while patiently waiting for Julia to change into the gowns.

While Julia was changing, Amelie took a sip of the coffee.

The chinaware saucer holding her Americano looked interesting to her.

The refreshments brought to them by the store manager were slightly sweet. Amelie thoroughly enjoyed taking a sip of coffee before biting into the cake.

Just as she was feeling blissful with what she was having, she turned her head and saw the road outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.

There was an intersection outside, and a young girl, probably four or five years old, was hesitating to cross the zebra crossing in front of her. After extending her legs several times, she finally stepped on it.

It appeared to be her first time crossing a zebra crossing, and she appeared unaccustomed to it. Her gaze was drawn to the cars in the distance, but she failed to notice the most important thing: the traffic light.

The green light was blinking, and it would turn red in seconds.

It was a complex intersection. Once the surrounding cars started moving, the little girl would undoubtedly be in danger.

Seeing that, Amelie didn't have time to think any longer and quickly dashed downstairs.

When she reached downstairs, the red light lit up. Cars darted here and there, sandwiching the little girl in the middle of the road, looking helpless. She subconsciously took a few steps back when she saw a car speeding toward her.

However, right behind her, a van was rushing in her direction as well.

She could have crossed the road safely at first, but her few steps backward made her closer to the van.

The driver slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. Due to inertia, the van continued to slide to the front.

"Look out!" Amelie dashed into the traffic, pulled the little girl back, and drew her into her embrace.

The next second, the van brushed past them within an inch.

Amelie quickly took the chance to step back onto the sidewalk where the little girl had been standing earlier and placed her on the ground. "Are you fine, little girl?"

However, the little girl did not respond, probably too frightened by what had just happened.

"Why did you run into the traffic? It's dangerous!" A woman's voice rang out from afar.

Just as the store manager had described, all of the gowns on the second floor were indeed classier and more elegant.