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."

sure Eve wouldn't refuse, but Eve just scoffed, "Friends? We're

them, people snickered,

bootlicker got the

plans. Everyone

their skills are poor, Ashley, you'll have to figure

...

as she

In the end, her makeup

is this? It's

shrugged. "Our skills aren't up to your standards, Miss Steele.

head into the room. "Time's

her flawless look was the work of a pro, but

The photographer snapped casual

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