Chapter 710 Don't Get Too Cocky

She clammed up the moment she laid eyes on me. Seeing Yara did not throw me off. She sure looked taken aback, especially when her gaze landed on the wedding dress I was rocking—the one I had just slipped into. Her face soured even more. "Oh, Craig, is this your big emergency?" Yara let out a cold laugh, shooting me a look of pure scorn before plopping down on the makeup chair beside me. She fixed her eyes on me and sneered, "Yvette, I thought Luke was head over heels for you. Shouldn't your wedding dress be crafted by one of the world's finest designers? But I guess not..." "Ms. Yara, if you're not fond of our choices here, feel free to shop elsewhere in the future," designer Craig chimed in, his earlier distress now replaced with an icy edge. He was clearly not happy about being snubbed. Yara's cheeks flushed a hot red at Craig's blunt retort. She quickly regained her composure, her arrogance unfazed, however. "Craig, do you have any idea how much I spend here every year? You thi