“I’ll marry you if you fit into this dress!” the millionaire mocked… months later, he was speechless.

The hotel’s grand ballroom shimmered like a crystal palace. Majestic chandeliers hung, reflecting the gold of the walls and the elegant gowns of the guests. Amidst this luxury, Clara, the humble cleaning lady, nervously held her broom. She had worked there for five years, enduring the laughter and comments of those who never looked her in the eye.

But tonight was different. The hotel owner, Alejandro Domínguez, the most sought-after young millionaire in the city, had decided to throw a party to launch his new luxury fashion collection. Clara was only there because she had been ordered to clean before the guests arrived.

However, fate had other plans. When Alejandro entered in his blue suit, sporting an arrogant smile, everyone turned to face him. He greeted them with elegance, raising his champagne glass. But then his gaze fell upon Clara, who had accidentally spilled a bucket of water in front of everyone. A murmur of laughter rippled through the room.

“Oh dear, the poor maid ruined the Italian carpet,” said a woman dressed in gold sequins.

Amused, Alejandro approached slowly and exclaimed in a mocking voice,

“You know what, young lady? I have a proposition for you. If you can squeeze into this dress,” he said, pointing to the red ball gown on the central mannequin.

“I’ll marry you.” Everyone burst into laughter. The dress was form-fitting, designed for a slender model, a symbol of beauty and status. Clara stood motionless, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

“Why are you humiliating me like this?” she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. Alejandro just smiled.

“Because in this life, my dear, you must know your place.” Silence filled the room..