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

influence stretched much farther than she had

even nervier about the whole thing. She shouldn’t get close to men like him—once she offended him, it would be over

the rest of the

still crowding around her, touching up her makeup and fluffing up her hair. However, she had already dozed off

smiles with each other at the sight. They thought

has injuries on her neck and right shoulder,” Raina whispered

got it!” The makeup artists immediately made sure to

let out a gasp. “Oh, Mr.

and the other makeup

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

watching the sleeping woman in

chosen an excellent time

Nacht!” Everyone bowed, greeting

to

fell silent at once. The makeup artists resumed their job,

and sat down on the ottoman next to the sofa. He rested his elbow on the armrest and perched his head on his hands

All these years, he never had a shortage of women who gawked openly at him and threw themselves into his arms. However, for some strange reason, it was this woman who had

had felt very amused and decided to

ordered him to entertain rich old ladies as a gigolo, he had flared

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