When Sherry was thrown into the high-end dress shop, Ryan said she was only given fifteen minutes.

Before she could say anything, she was already being led into the dressing room by the shop assistant.

"Miss, this strapless dress suits you perfectly."

Sherry looked in the mirror, her body outlined in sexy curves, the large red fishtail hemline making her shake her head, "It doesn't fit."

She was acting as Ryan's assistant, accompanying him to a function, and dressed like this? Wouldn't everyone think she was trying to seduce him.

Sherry didn't feel right, and Ryan's impatient voice was already coming from outside.

"Is it ready yet?"

The shop assistant...