Since Raelle had to attend a charity banquet tonight, she didn't plan on wasting a trip going back home. And Cloe already knew the routine of Raelle very well. That's why she had already a rack full of designer dresses for Raelle.
Right after the working hours, Raelle got ready for the evening. Since Cloe would be joining her, she was also dressed up. Both women left the office together in Raelle's luxurious car.
Cloe looked at Raelle's black gown and then looked at her own white gown and suddenly felt like asking, "Chief, you don't like the white color?"
Raelle didn't even turn her head to look at Cloe as she asked, "What makes you think that?"
Cloe shrugged, "You rarely pick white. Your go-to color is red. Your closet must be a dazzling red."
"But I'm wearing black tonight," reminded Raelle.
"So what? Black is comfortable," said Cloe. "You only chose black because there was no dress in red."
