Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 1880 Flats

Francesca got ready in the blink of an eye.

She was all dolled up in an asymmetrical white dress and her hair was light and bouncy. Her light, fresh makeup look made her look just like a little fairy.

A few of the make-up artists started marveling at her lively beauty.

Even Francesca herself couldn’t really recognize herself in the mirror.

She had dressed herself up before, even to the extent of wearing dresses and wigs, but she had never seen herself look this exquisite before.

The makeup look was simple and the hairdo was simply neat and subtle, yet there was a certain cadence to it that she had never seen before.

The wild child who had scurried around in the forest was now a strikingly pretty fairy. She was almost unbelievably beautiful.

“You’re gorgeous!”

A bunch of stylists and maids began to sing her praises.

“Look! Just a little bit of touching up and you’re already gorgeous,” Norah said gleefully. “Mr. Lindberg will be very happy to see you.”

“I don’t care if he’s happy or not. My happiness is more important right now.”

three-inch heels and stood up, wobbling as she did so. “For example, these shoes are making me really unhappy

shoes for you that will go with this dress. Feel free to choose

pair after pair of shoes and placed them in front

at them and

some of them that are just two-inch

the shorter heels to Francesca, but she still

wear any

stylists all trailed off as they looked at each other, not daring

in Erihal is quite tall. You’re already quite small and petite compared to the rest of us, and you might look like a child if

can’t even

off the heels on her feet and collapsed onto the sofa. “Find a pair of flats for me, please. If not, you’ll just have to

turned to look at Norah in

and said, “Listen to Ms.

“Understood.”

stylists immediately went to look for a pair of flats and finally managed to get someone from the company to send some

at such an event. They hadn’t

truly

deciding on a pair alone took more than

a few dozen pairs of flats and the stylists immediately began helping Francesca try

asked for a pair of socks as well. She

“I’ll go with these.”