The Vintage Dress

"Isn't this set called Flowers and Dreams that were on the exhibition abroad a few years ago?" Slack-jawed, Iva Looked at the diamonds in the jewelry box. Evan slammed the jewelry box shut. "Yes. Mr. Carroll bought a lot of jewelry over the past few years." Iva patted me on the shoulder. "Girl, you are lucky, and this man is generous to you." Speaking, she began to paint on my face with brushes. I looked at myself in the mirror. My makeup became exquisite, but the light in my eyes dimed. A few months ago, I was a nobody, who worked hard and got low-paid. I had worked as a cleaner and in the farm. Different from people in Phoenix Village, I hid my beautiful face behind bangs. Mrs. Laura would curse me with the most vicious words when the wind blew my bangs. Vixen! Illegitimate child! She even said that I would be a prostitutde in the future... A few months later, I got the place, everyone dreamed of, Mrs. Brown. Now, my face was no longer a shame. People even praised me for it. A bitter