She scrutinized the photo closely, and a sense of familiarity washed over her as she examined the style of the dress.

Suddenly, it dawned on her. The row of garments neatly arranged in the wardrobe on the Anderson family's fourth-floor!

A rush of excitement and nervousness surged through Ariana as her spirits soared. Carefully, she studied the dress in the photo once more, confirming her intuition.

There was no doubt in her mind that the clothes in the Anderson family's fourth-floor room had been fashioned by the same designer as the dress before her eyes.

Not only were their styles akin, but even the minute details of the stitching on the cuffs were identical.

Ariana's nerves were tingling with anticipation, and her heart raced in her chest.

She sensed an overwhelming premonition.

This was a significant discovery, one that held immense significance for her quest.

Ariana found herself captivated by the picture, her intuition growing increasingly powerful with each gaze.

However, a disheartening realization washed over her as she noticed the post was from two years ago, buried under a meager number of views and just two comments, both merely praising the beauty of the dress.

It appeared that the comments belonged to the blogger's acquaintances, offering no valuable insights to be gleaned.

Driven by her determination, Ariana decided to delve deeper and clicked on the blogger's profile, hoping to uncover more information. Much to her dismay, she discovered that the blogger had been inactive for quite some time, with no recent activity except for a post from Last year.

Moreover, among all the posts, only this particular one had any connection to Eternal Hope.

Frustrated by the lack of leads, Ariana resorted to scrutinizing the photo meticulously, zooming in and out repeatedly.

Despite her countless examinations, she couldn't discern the location where the picture was taken.

Feeling her efforts hitting a dead end, she shifted her attention to the profiles of the two individuals who had left comments. To her dismay, their accounts also remained inactive, featuring even fewer posts.

It seemed that the blogger‘s friends were not frequent users of their accounts either.

Letting out a sigh of disappointment, she clung to a glimmer of hope and decided to send a private message to the blogger, hoping for a breakthrough.

“Hi, I was utterly enchanted by the design of the dress in your post.

Would you kindly share the whereabouts of this exquisite store?"