Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1272

Emma had no idea why her mom was so exhausted; she just assumed it was from some physical pain.

"Mom, you should take a break. The stuff you bought is super useful. I'll use it for the stream later," Emma said, trying to soothe her mom's concerns. Peyton sighed in relief, feeling like she hadn't let her daughter down for once.

She clutched her forehead, her voice faint from the long day out and her constant stress. Clearly, she was worn out. She lay down on the couch.

"Emma, I'm gonna catch some sleep. Don't stress too much, honey. If this city doesn't welcome us, we can always go back to our small town. We'll make it work together," Peyton said, trying to sound reassuring despite her exhaustion. At least they wouldn't have to deal with people like Leona there.

Emma suddenly felt like crying but didn't know what to say.

She was scared that if she spoke, her voice would break, so she stayed quiet.

Too tired to wait for a response, Peyton fell asleep.

Emma covered her with a blanket and then turned her attention to the makeup they had bought. She had watched countless tutorials before but never had the right products to try them out.

in

this moment so many times, but the cheap foundation she had used before always held her

didn't have time to dwell on that and quickly got

kit was incredibly thorough, even including glittery face

spray, she was

dyed her hair, and clipped it up casually, leaving a

a black halter top and a

incredible. She could hardly believe the reflection

woke up and saw a stylish woman in her living room. She was startled at first

Mom, I think it looks great. Makes my waist look super slim." Peyton, initially unsure about the bold style, decided to keep quiet seeing her daughter's happiness. "If you like it, that's what matters," she sighed, knowing well the town's people might not approve. Emma,

as she went live, the reaction was

along with her voluminous locks, made

were silenced, replaced with

is that Emma?!