Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qFrancesca 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.”

Francesca looked down at her three-inch heels and stood up, wobbling as she did so. “For example, these shoes are making me really unhappy right now. I can't even stand properly in them, let alone walk.”

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

brought out pair after pair of shoes and placed them in

and

of them that are

stylists brought the shorter heels to Francesca, but

any of these,”

off as they looked at each other, not daring to say what had

quite small and petite compared to the rest

even walk

off the heels on her feet and collapsed onto the sofa. “Find a pair of flats for me,

stylists all turned to

sighed and said, “Listen to Ms.

“Understood.”

for a pair of flats and finally managed to get someone

themselves since every woman would be wearing expensive high heels at such an event. They hadn't ever heard of someone showing

truly the

had enough time to waste. Simply deciding on a pair alone

company sent over a few dozen pairs of flats and the stylists immediately began helping

she decided on a pair of pristine white flats and asked for a pair of socks as well. She nodded in approval after stomping

“I'll go with these.”

“Um...”