High Taste and Class

"Actually, I want to invite you to settle in England, Ivy," said Ali suddenly.

Ivy quickly lifted her head, looked at Alistair, and put on a questioning face.

"Do you want both of us to live in your hometown? If we move and settle there, who will replace you as CEO at your father's hotel??"

"Robert will replace me, I already discussed this with my brother and parents a few days ago," He replied casually and calmly, while Ivy was so nervous.

"You can say that easily because you have a younger brother who thinks in your line, while my sister doesn't want to run my father's company. So, who will take my place if I move to England with you?" Ivy complained.

"Then just move the bank to England," Alistair joked making Ivy frown.

"Ali ... how can the bank be moved to England??" Ivy asked annoyed.

"Could be," Alistair said casually without thinking about how Ivy would feel at that moment.

"I don't want to live in England," Ivy refused.

"Honey, you know how much I wanted to live there. My mother and grandfather live in England, I miss them," Alistair replied quietly.

"If you want to meet them, you can visit your mother and grandfather any time. Even when you marry me, you will meet them, right?" Ivy smiled slightly.

"But the meeting was only temporary, I can't meet them every day, every time ... I really want to hang out with them like before," Alistair took a deep breath as he looked down.

"I understand your feelings right now, come on don't be sad. Soon, you will have a new family, you have me too," Ivy smiled broadly as she looked at Alistair, trying to comfort her lover.

"By the way, what time is it? Is it 9 am already?" Alistair asked Ivy, changing the subject.

"I don't know," Ivy said flatly.

Alistair took the cell phone he kept in his trouser pocket, then he brought the phone to his eyes, to see what time it was.

"What time? Is it 9 o'clock?" Ivy looked up at Alistair's cell phone.

"Oh, apparently it's 9:15. Let's go, Ivy. The wedding dress shop opens around 9:30. It's quite a distance from here," Alistair concluded in a bit of a hurry.

"Why don't you take me to a wedding dress shop in the Jorge District? Aren't all the dresses there beautiful and luxurious?"

"You are right, all the wedding dresses in the shop are fine and luxurious and beautiful. But I know your taste, you won't like it when you get there," Alistair brought his face closer to Ivy.

"How did you know I wouldn't like all the dresses on display there?" Ivy asked curiously.

"You know ... your taste is so high and classy. Even though there are many dresses that are also classy, ​​you still won't like it because your tastes are different," Alistair explained.

"How about you take me there? Maybe among the dresses there are one or two that I like. Besides, if you want to have a small party in New York or in England, do i need to wear a very luxurious and classy dress? Come on, take me there, Renwei dear," Ivy coaxed, a sweet smile on Ivy's face.

"No, I still won't take you there. I will take you to the Bridal House of your mother's choice."

"What?? So my mother chose the Bridal House??"

"Of course, your mother chose everything for our wedding day.'

"But we will marry, not my mother. We have the right to choose everything, from invitation card, reception venue, and wedding dresses," said Ivy.

"Fine, if that's what you want," Alistair said relentlessly.

"Alright, let's go Honey," Ivy said excitedly.

"Come on." Alistair took Ivy's arm affectionately.

A moment later, the two of them left the garden hugging each other, they stepped into the car park located in front of the flower garden, then got into Alistair's red mpv.

"After trying on a wedding dress at Sapphire Bridal House, you should also try another wedding dress at the Orchid Bridal House, okay? I don't want to disappoint your mother," said Alistair quietly.

"That's up to you. You really are a very good son-in-law," Ivy replied, shaking her head.

"You are also a very good and perfect daughter-in-law to the Andrew family," Alistair complimented her, he looked affectionately at Ivy for a moment, then he focused his gaze back on the highway leading to the Jorge District.

"For the dress that will be worn in Paris later, let me choose it," said Ivy.

"Yes, Miss," Alistair smirked at Ivy looking annoyed.

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