Chapter 38: 38. Breaking Dawn Encounter: Lixue POV (3)

There was no point to convince my father. He's a closed-minded person to talk with. 

My selfless intention was lucid, but his mindset was dull. Too old to convince.

I only wished to protect him, but this foolish old man reluctantly refused.

"Now, go back to your room. Change it. Or else," my father raised a finger to threaten me. "You're so mean, father. Never mind, I will change it right now," I gave in. 

"Very good. I will call an attendant to help you out. Don't refuse it," my father offered, smiling. "Hmph, I can do it myself. Nevertheless, I will accept the offer. Make sure the person you will summon to my room is a female," I approached the door and opened it slowly. 

"Noted. I will," my father nodded happily. "Make sure you dress up in a normal and formal dress, father," I pointed out with a mundane tone.

He was staggered to hear it. 

"Oh, of course. You don't have to worry. Your father will wear a white expensive tuxedo, my dear. Not only you will be pleased to see me like that, but your mother will also love it," my father cheered. "Keep it that way, father. Please excuse me," I placed a hand on my chest and hung my head down in respect. 

I exited his office and headed back to my room. 

I removed my clothes one by one. I started to my coat to my shoes. Then, I approached my cabinet to look for a formal dress. 

However, there was a big problem that I should resolve right now. 

'Oh, my goodness. What should I wear?' I fretted. 

Despite I looked unapproachable because of my cold personality, I was a bit timid and conscious woman inside. All I ever wanted was for everyone to look at me with respect. 

What should be the color to pick for today or how should I put it on properly to gain the public's interest in me? — there were many times I almost died in panic inside my mind. 

I also loved to wear cute things, but as an heir to a prestigious clan, I had to limit myself. 

'Will the clan members and executives like me to dress up in these elegant outfits?' I shuddered in worry.  

There were a variety of colors that piqued my interest. But I couldn't bring myself to wear it. It was a bit embarrassing to show it off to the visitors. 

'Lixue, pull yourself together. The heir of the Mingxi clan should always triumph and looked elegant in front of her subordinates. We need to choose,' I picked up the white dress between the red and black. 

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

Someone knocked on the door. I put down the outfit and approached the door to open it. 

A curb copper-haired beautiful lady appeared with a smiling face. Her formal attire was a bit appealing for gentlemen, and it was the embodiment of envy for women of her age. Her name tag pinged on the top of the left chest pocket. Her name was Fredda. She had no surname since she was only a mere attendant of the Mingxi clan. 

Two men in a suit were behind her. 

According to our rules, the family name of the new members would automatically remove from their birth certificate. Believe it or not, the attendants had zero free will. But they were treated properly like a pawn in a board game. 

Our attendants lived according to our will. They had no right to revolt against their masters. 

If the leader demanded them to die, they would comply. No questions ask.

She and her two escorts hung their heads down as they knelt down on one knee.

"Good evening, milady. I come here as per the order of your father, Lord Mingxi," Ms. Fredda placed a hand on her chest in respect. "I understand. Stand up now. We don't have time. Come in, Ms. Fredda," I turned around and left the door open. 

"As you wish, milady. Both of you should stay here. I'll accompany the princess by myself. Guard the door with your life. Don't let anyone disturb us. If they ask for her audience, tell them to wait. Got it?" Ms. Fredda strictly instructed. "Yes, miss," the two escorts followed obediently. 

She closed the door and searched for me inside. 

"I'm here," I called with a cold tone. "Right away, milady," Ms. Fredda rushed to my side. 

She was a bit astounded to see me holding the pure white dress.

"Honestly, I'm struggling with this. Which one of these outfits would fit the party? I really want to wear a formal suit, but my father insisted I wear an elegant gown, or else. Never mind, my mother will be present at the event, and I don't want to disappoint her. She always loved to see me wearing a gown with colored white or platinum. But hear me out, okay? You're one of our trusted attendants, so I will entrust my life to you. I'm not confident that our people will respect me with a color that symbolizes purity. We're a clan lurking in the shadow. Should I try a different color?" I emphasized. "No, we should stick to white," Ms. Fredda clutched her hands together and smiled. 

"Ms. Fredda, be honest with me. Do you think I will look beautiful if I wear this?" I queried, worrying. She remained quiet for a few seconds. "You're not only looked beautiful, but you will eventually captivate all of the hearts of the upcoming guests. Whether they were married or a bachelor, it doesn't matter anymore. Trust me. You're going to steal the attention of the many, milady," conversed Ms. Fredda as she pointed out the advantage of the white dress. 

"Eh? Are you sure?" I flustered upon hearing it. "Yes, I'm absolutely sure about it. Pick it, milady," gushed Ms. Fredda as she pumped her fist up and down happily. 

"But... But... But I don't think white will suit me right now," I mumbled. "No, you must wear it. The color of your hair has the same color as the dress. Your existence will blow their mind, milady," Ms. Fredda resounded. 

"Really?" I doubted. "Yes, I'm positive about it. I swear on my life," Ms. Fredda confirmed as she pressed a hand on her chest. 

"It can't be helped then.  I'll trust your opinion. Alright, I put this on," I heaved a tiring sigh with a muddy tone. "Milady, let me lend you a hand. Let this humble servant serve you well. Let's start first to pick your underwear, milady," Ms. Fredda approached my position and halted me from doing so. 

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"Wait, isn't the gown enough? Why should I need to wear new underwear?" I was confused. "Because women's confidence is within," Ms. Fredda pointed out. 

'Hmm? I don't understand,' I was bewildered.

"Pardon?" I tilted my head to the side. "The underwear has been historically used to shape the female's body into an appropriate silhouette, to enchase parts of your body and in general, it helps to boost your confidence," Ms. Fredda explained respectively. 

"I, I, I understand, but I'm going to wear a gown, though. My underwear won't be seen by anyone. Unless I undress it, you know," I pouted my cheeks in discomfort. "Well, you got a point there. But we're not going to the battlefield, milady," Ms. Fredda reminded me as she headed to my underwear closet. 

'Good grief,' I sighed. 

"The gown and underwear will eventually reveal you're true beauty even more, milady," Ms. Fredda pulled out a white pair of my garment. "I, I, I understand," I shuddered upon seeing it. 

'When did I buy that pair?' I faltered inside my head. 

"My goodness, this is a good product that came from your mother's business. I cannot believe you have this dangerous weapon, milady. It's a pretty composed of mana of the silkworms," Ms. Fredda complimented. "I, I, I see," I stepped back when I noticed a trace of mana on the underwear. 

My mother loved to create a lot of clothes during her youth. That's why she decided to open her own shop for fun. The business boomed after she discovered a worm that could produce mana silk in the poorest region of the United Realm. 

"The mana silk from the worms is really a blessing for the clan, milady," Ms. Fredda simpered. "Indeed, you are correct," I nodded. 

Mother loved business, and she won't stop until she reached the top of the food chain. She's already a billionaire, but her true aim was to become the first trillionaire in this world. 

That's why she always sold the clothes made of her silkworms at a high price. Because she believed these rich people would fall into her hands. 

Her rich customers loved to spend their money on luxury goods. Why do you think? Because they had the money to spare. They could afford to buy it without consideration. Not to mention, they wanted to be globally competitive with their fellow rich strata. 

"We should start now, milady. Please wear this now. You will definitely feel alive and love it," Ms. Fredda smiled full of expectation. "Okay, let me change first," I accepted it. 

After I put it on, I was flustered by its sensation.

'It's giving me a sense of comfort. It is addictive, but I don't think it is healthy to keep it on. It's fitting in too much to my curve,' I blushed. 

"Let's continue," Ms. Fredda picked up the gown and put it on my body. "It's a bit itchy, but I can handle it," I commented. 

Afterward, she put on some makeup, eyelashes, and other things to make me look elegant. 

The secretary found a box on the table. 

"Hopefully, this is enough, milady. We should put some accessories next," Ms. Fredda wiped the sweat from my face. "Carry on," I permitted. 

Ten minutes later, we're done. 

"As I told you before, you are going to become the center of attraction at the event. Take a look," Ms. Fredda handed me a mirror. I accepted it. "All I can is this. Good job, Ms. Fredda," I smiled upon seeing myself. 

'I looked so beautiful,' I commented.

"You looked like a princess in a fantasy story, milady," Ms. Fredda complimented. "Thank you very much, Ms. Fredda," I smiled again.

"You're welcome. I'm just doing my job. It's been an honor for me to serve the heir of the Mingxi clan, milady," Ms. Fredda hung her head down in respect. "At ease. Raise your head," I ordered promptly. "Yes, milady," she smiled at me. 

I was very glad and excited at the same time.

"By the way, do you think he will appear?" I mentioned. "Who?" puzzled Ms. Fredda as she raised a question. "Holmer Aldnoa," I answered briefly.

"Honestly, I am not sure. Whether he appears or not, I have nothing to say. I'm just a mere servant of the household. The master and the mistress are akin, probably in terms of self-confidence. For a servant like me, if the clan master said he will come, he will surely come. We will follow his lead regardless of the consequences," Ms. Fredda declared with a determined look. "Good point," I agreed, smiling. 

'They are really devoted to their job. Your commitment is impressive. I will give you a reward later,' I assured inside my head. 

"Umm, uh, eh," Ms. Fredda was hesitant. "Yes, what is it? I'm listening," I inquired. 

"I heard from the master that you met someone on the bridge. Is that true?" wondered Ms. Fredda. "Yes, it's true," I nodded. 

"Wonderful, you met your fated one. You achieved the same thing that your great-grandmother, grandmother, and mistress did before. Congratulations, milady," Ms. Fredda cheered in respect. "Whoa, that's just fantasy. It is just a coincidence that they married the person they met," I stepped back in a distance with a red face. 

"Exactly, and it is already historically proven. By the way, have you talked with him, milady?" asked Ms. Fredda politely. I shook my head horizontally. "Unfortunately, we did not. He was already far away from me when I opened my eyes. When I was about to approach him, he ran away together with his friend. However, I heard his name. It's... Holmer," I opened my eyes upon realizing it. 

"Now that I mentioned it, his name sounds similar to him. It is a coincidence?" I wondered. "Pardon?" Ms. Fredda was confused. "Forget about it. I'm just talking about myself," I responded to stop asking about it.

'I'm going to find it out,' I declared inside my head, 

 

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