Penelope Quincy's voice was filled with a mixture of shock and fury.
Vivian Linton looked at the qipao, confused.
She was instantly dumbfounded.
There, on the expensive qipao, near the side slit at the right waist, was a new, exquisitely lifelike white camellia.
This flower was not part of the original design.
Although the embroidered camellia made the qipao look even more exquisite, it severely damaged the dress's intrinsic value.
"Why is there an extra flower? Miss Linton, this isn't how it looked when you showed it to me last night!" Penelope Quincy demanded harshly.
"I'm sorry, Miss Quincy, please let me explain..." Vivian Linton was just as baffled.
"Explain what? What is there to explain? Who gave you permission to add this flower on your own? Do you have any idea how stupid your actions were? You've ruined my grandmother's favorite qipao!!"
Penelope Quincy was seething, the finger she pointed at the qipao trembling with rage.
