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.”

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

pair of shoes and placed them in front

at them and frowned. “They're all high

are some of them that are

the shorter heels to Francesca, but she still shook her

wear any

looked at each other, not

and explain, “Ms. Cece, everyone in Erihal is quite tall. You're already quite small and petite compared to the rest of us, and you

even walk in

kicked 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 tell Danrique

stylists all turned to

sighed and said, “Listen

“Understood.”

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

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

truly the

to waste. Simply deciding on a pair alone took more

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

and asked for a pair of

“I'll go with these.”

“Um...”