Chapter167 The daughter of Jimson, the Billionaire

Katelyn’s POV Three months slipped by quickly, but in that time everything about my life seemed to change. My birthday arrived right at the edge of spring, bringing with it a string of celebrations and anticipation I could feel all the way down to my bones. My mother woke me early that morning with a gentle shake. “Up, darling,” she said softly. “We have a special appointment today.” The sun was barely up as she led me down to the waiting car. We drove across the city to a famous atelier I had only ever seen in glossy magazines. When we arrived, the staff greeted us at the door and whisked us inside. The designer, a quiet woman with silver hair and kind eyes, spent hours with us. She was taking my measurements, holding bolts of shimmering fabric against my skin, sketching ideas on creamy paper as my mother and I watched. The walls were lined with gowns, each one more breathtaking than the last, but the dress she chose for me was something else entirely. Beautiful attire, cut to fit me