Caroline's POV
I heard the office door opening, accompanied by a familiar, cheerful voice.
"Good morning, Caroline. How are you?" Clara walked into the office with a warm smile, placing her bag aside before turning her attention to me.
"Good morning, Clara. I'm fine, how are you?" I was standing, organizing some documents, and when I turned around, I noticed her wearing the same expression as Eleanor and the boutique assistant earlier. I was dressed in my new outfit—the dress, my new heels, and that ridiculously provocative lingerie that Eleanor had insisted I buy.
"Caroline Bennett, you look like you just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine! Girl, you are absolutely stunning in that dress," Clara exclaimed, her eyes widening with approval.
"Thank you," I replied, feeling my c
