Chapter 145
Chapter 145
Naomi froze in her footsteps and turned to stare at him. "What's wrong?"
Dylan gave Naomi a very slow and deliberate once-over, as though he was admiring a piece of art. Naomi did not know what he was looking at, but the fact that he was scrutinizing her so carefully made her wonder if there was anything wrong with her outfit.
The dress was so fitting it was as though it was made for her. Naomi was puzzled as to why Dylan managed to find her such a perfect-fitting dress since she never disclosed her measurements to him, and nor did Scott know. However, she realized that Dylan was probably so good with women that he could easily guess her size.
She was wearing a dainty pearl necklace with matching pearl earrings along with the dress. Her hair, which was usually scooped up in a haphazard ponytail, was swept up in a neat, elegant bun. She was also wearing a pair of white high heels with a matching pearl bag. It was clear that whoever got her this outfit put considerable effort into planning it, and even her makeup was immaculate.
Naomi glanced down at her body. Nothing appeared to be out of the ordinary; her shoes were clean and there was not even a single wrinkle in her dress. She even looked at her bag to see if anything was wrong with it, but she could not find anything.
Finally, she asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Dylan did not reply and instead continued to stare at her in awe. Naomi looked so beautiful in this moment it was as though she stepped out of a painting.
Dylan met plenty of women in his life, and the older he got, the more he came to value a woman's inner beauty rather than her exterior looks. In his opinion, the most important thing about a woman was her elegance, and this was rarely found.
Naomi was one of the most elegant women he ever laid eyes on. She carried herself with a calm, serene grace that would captivate anyone who laid eyes on her. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
She was so extraordinarily beautiful.
Dylan was so preoccupied with thoughts of getting rid of Belle that he failed to notice Naomi's outfit, but now that he was not distracted anymore, he could finally admire her beauty for the first time.
He could not help admiring his taste in picking out the perfect outfit for her, and at the same time, he lamented how lucky of a bastard Scott Lawson was!
How could Scott possibly throw away such a prize? He would surely regret this!
"No, you look perfect, Naomi. I'm just admiring this dress on you. I have exquisite taste!" Dylan turned away from her and smiled.
Naomi paused for a moment, then smiled back at him. She thought he was staring at her because there was something wrong. She never once thought Dylan would be admiring her.
However, even she had to admit this dress was perfect. It hugged her in all the right places without making it look too revealing, yet at the same time left the perfect amount of space to feel comfortable walking around in.
This was one of her favorite kinds of dresses to wear. She had to admit that Dylan had an immaculate taste.
"Let's go in."
The two of them entered the building. Dylan allowed Naomi to take the lead, and as Naomi stepped into the lobby, he secretly took out his phone and snapped a photo of her from behind.