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At six o'clock in the evening, the guests arrived at the Ashton residence. Soon, the Ashton residence became extraordinarily lively. Men and women dressed in extravagant formal attire mingled with each other in the living room and the courtyard.

For three hours, the makeup artists had been applying makeup on Gwendolyn's face in the first guest room on the second floor. Gwendolyn was already exhausted, but she couldn't refuse Michael's kindness.

Having no other choice, she allowed the makeup artists to carry on with their work while she rested her eyes.

Afterward, a stylist picked a gown for Gwendolyn. It was a marine blue high-slit gown made with glittery fabric. After putting on the dress, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror.

The lady in the mirror was breathtaking. Her silhouette was graceful, and the long slit on the gown's hem accentuated her slender legs perfectly.

Nicolette had been sitting and playing video games to pass the time while she waited for Gwendolyn.

Upon hearing the crowd's astonished exclamations, Nicolette lifted her head. Then, she immediately quit the game and got up abruptly. “Gwen, y-you're beautiful!”

After walking to Gwendolyn, Nicolette reached out to caress Gwendolyn's dazzlingly fair arm in awe. “Gwen, when can I be like you?”

admiration for Gwendolyn—whose skin was as white as

beautiful. Usually, I'd only have some lipstick on. This

the stylist packed their belongings, all prepared

glint of darkness flashed across their eyes when they saw Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn is really

she

attend the event later. Felicia had already told Candace about how Gwendolyn had seduced Patrick. If he saw Gwendolyn's

Candace was demotivated

in the latter's ear,

Candace was speaking, her eyes darted around like a sly

a mask. Hearing Candace's request, she glanced at Felicia, unsure what

looks were, after all, unremarkable. If she wanted to surpass Gwendolyn in terms of beauty, she might as well go back to her mother's womb and get

and simply nodded at Candace. “Thank you, Mrs. Ashton. I

her assistants, and they laid out the cosmetic products on the vanity

transferred five thousand to the makeup artist, to which