Raina brought Charlotte to Princess Consort, a private boutique that was located in the heart of a shopping plaza.

The woman appeared to have booked the entire place just for Charlotte. More than ten staff members and a team of three internationally recognized makeup artists stood waiting to attend to Charlotte’s needs.

Charlotte was stunned by the grandness of everything. Tugging Raina’s sleeve nervously, she whispered, “Don’t you think this is a bit of an overkill?”

“Don’t worry! I have arranged everything for you.”

Raina helped Charlotte into a private room and helped her to clean up her wounds and bandage them. Afterward, the former told the makeup artists to start working on the latter.

Charlotte had a vague memory of experiencing this sort of treatment before. Back in the day, her father had hired a professional makeup artist for her. During an important event, she would ring up the makeup artist and have her come over to do her makeup.

The makeup artists at Princess Consort, who were now attending to Charlotte, were extremely difficult to hire. They would only agree to be hired for someone’s birthday, and even that appointment had to be booked six months in advance.

booked the entire boutique for her and ordered everyone to attend to her

influence stretched much farther

the whole thing. She shouldn’t get close to men like him—once

of the time entertaining her

up her makeup and fluffing up her hair. However, she had already dozed off on

smiles with each other at the sight. They

a little more gentle, would you? Ms. Windt has injuries on her

it!” The makeup artists immediately made sure

let out a

the other makeup artists turned around

corner. He was wearing a black western suit that elongated his tall body; the dim lights of the boutique accentuated the sharp edges of his face, reflecting off his eyes and giving one the impression that

was watching the sleeping

an excellent

Everyone bowed, greeting him

hand, signaling to everyone to remain

once. The makeup artists resumed their job, working as

on the ottoman next to the sofa. He rested his elbow on the armrest and perched his head on his hands as he gazed at

and threw themselves into

him for a gigolo online, he had felt very amused and decided to continue playing

old ladies as a gigolo, he had flared up immediately—so much

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