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."

was sure Eve wouldn't refuse, but Eve just scoffed, "Friends? We're competitors, Ashley.

them, people

like the bootlicker got

your afternoon plans. Everyone heard Ashley

skills are poor, Ashley, you'll have

...

face fell as she turned

pay her any attention. In the end, her

is this? It's

"Our skills aren't up to your standards,

head into the room. "Time's up, everyone. Let's

the makeup artists gaped. They'd assumed her flawless look was the work of a pro, but it

The photographer snapped casual

letting- them see the results. When Eve's turn@ame, she strutted