#Chapter 17 The Dressmaker

Andrew was silent for a few seconds. Then he said, with a stare that could melt ice, “Prepare a perfect wedding for my daughter.” I was taken aback. “Of course, of course.” Did he sense something about my intentions? I suddenly felt guilty, but I wasn’t sure why. I had a sense of obligation to Andrew and Lisa to make this wedding the best that it could be. It was supposed to be a magical day for Lisa, something that she would never forget, and I was planning to ruin it for my own selfish reasons. That was without mentioning how much money Andrew had already spent on the wedding. At the same time, Bob wasn’t suitable to be Andrew’s son-in-law. Andrew deserved to know what kind of man he was welcoming into his family. Bob was so skilled at deception that he must have sold himself as the perfect son-in-law for Andrew and husband for Lisa, and I wasn’t sure how to break that spell over them. I sighed. “You can trust that I will make the wedding the most successful it can be