She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 606: The First Woman Brought Back by Glenn

Just now, after spending so long in the studio, her feet felt so cold when she got off the car that they didn't seem like her own anymore.

Twenty minutes later, in the gorgeous and cool grand hall, with its unified black and white decoration, it looked elegant and stylish.

In front of the mirror sat a slender girl, the gold strapless dress set off her fair and flawless skin, her slender neck, angular shoulders, delicate collarbones, and slender arms. The stylist couldn't help but marvel, "Miss Zamora, you're truly the most beautiful and unique among all the female stars I've seen!"

"Oh no, I should say you're the most beautiful among all the women I've ever seen."

The stylist, named Dylan Davies, may look effeminate and act girlish, speaking with a coquettish tone, but he was actually a famous stylist in the entertainment industry.

In normal circumstances, a C-list star like her would never have the chance to meet Dylan.

But Glenn said a word, and this well-known domestic stylist came here.

He ingratiated himself to her like never before, constantly gossiping in her ear as he did her makeup.

Kate was almost fed up. The whole makeup process was extremely lengthy.

She had only eaten an egg at noon.

With her low blood sugar, the hunger made her brain insufficiently nourished, and her eyelids started to droop uncontrollably.

But Dylan kept chattering in her ear, preventing her from dozing off.

And she became even hungrier.

After the base makeup is done,

beautiful, with a

looked at him with a look of grievance,

himself in the mirror, "Miss Zamora, do you feel

I just prefer

looked as if he had been dealt a severe blow, and tearfully

you saying

and covered her face with her hand. She had been so tactful, not directly telling him

responding was as

there had been many A-list celebrities who wanted

Cynthia respectfully

and get first-hand information. The reason he was so eager to please Kate

did he imagine he would

sofa, crossing his legs calmly. The hem of his suit pants was slightly lifted, revealing a pair of black

looking at his feet, one could feel his dominance and

long fingers to adjust the glasses on his nose. "She's right, you are

disturbed him

shut his mouth, nodded vigorously, and smiled lightly at

slightly tightened

magazine, and his icy

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the stylist into pretending to focus on

could finally relax and close her eyes

Glenn, feeling his eyes strain, rubbed his