Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

In no time, a small army of makeup artists and designers descended upon Eve, transforming her into a veritable princess.

Three artists fussed over her alone, their brushes and combs dancing with practiced ease.

Envious whispers filled the air.

"Must be nice having a chairman for a dad."

"Right? Imagine having that kind of clout."

Ashley, spotting her chance, hurried over to Eve. "Eve, you're a marvel. Just one call, and you've got a whole team here. Could you spare a few for me?"

Her eyes sparkled with hope. Having buttered Eve up for ages, she expected some reward.

Eve cast her a sidelong glance. "You?"

Ashley bobbed her head eagerly. "Come on, Eve. We're friends, right? Their skills are miles ahead of the company's artists."

but Eve just scoffed, "Friends? We're competitors, Ashley. You

dropped. Around them,

like the bootlicker

focus on your afternoon plans. Everyone heard

skills are poor, Ashley, you'll have to figure it out on

...

face fell as she

attention. In the end, her makeup was a

this? It's hideous," she

"Our skills aren't up

poked her head into the room. "Time's

artists gaped. They'd assumed her flawless look was the work

The photographer snapped casual

not letting- them see the results. When Eve's turn@ame, she strutted