Ofelia’s POV
“Absolutely not.”
I looked up from my toast and frowned. “What?”
Victoria pointed her fork at me dramatically from across the breakfast table. “You are not wearing one of your office dresses to the charity gala.”
I blinked. “I wasn’t planning to.”
“Good.” She smiled brightly. “Because we’re going shopping.”
I groaned. “Mom…”
“No arguments.” She reached across the table and squeezed my hand. “This is your first major charity gala. There will be business executives, politicians, celebrities, and donors. You deserve to feel beautiful.”
“I already have plenty of clothes.”
“You have work clothes.” She shook her head. “You need one unforgettable dress.”
I laughed. “I don’t think anyone will be paying attention to me.”
Victoria raised an eyebrow. “Oh, sweetheart. If only y
