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.”

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at them and frowned. “They're all

of them that are

brought the shorter heels to Francesca, but she

can't wear any

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

in 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 might look like a

even walk

and collapsed onto the sofa. “Find a pair of flats for me, please. If not, you'll just have to tell Danrique

all turned to look at Norah

sighed and said, “Listen to

“Understood.”

to look for a pair of flats and

high heels at such an event. They hadn't ever heard of someone showing up wearing

was truly

to waste. Simply deciding on a pair

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

asked for a pair of socks as well. She nodded in

“I'll go with these.”

“Um...”