The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 46

The entire makeup team was stunned the moment they laid eyes on Citrine.

They were no strangers to beauty—having styled countless celebrities and young heiresses, they'd seen their fair share of stunners. But Citrine was in a league of her own; she was, hands down, the most breathtaking woman they'd ever seen.

When it came time to start on her makeup, the lead artist found herself hesitating, almost reluctant to touch such perfection.

"Sweetheart, your skin is incredible!" she exclaimed. Honestly, this girl would look gorgeous without a single drop of makeup.

Citrine's complexion was so fair and flawless, like the smoothest porcelain. The makeup artist couldn't resist giving her cheek a gentle pinch-it was just too soft, too pristine. She searched for a single imperfection and found nothing.

All she ended up doing was dusting on a light, barely-there foundation and adding a touch of natural color. There was no need for anything bold; Citrine's beauty was already dazzling, almost impossible to look at directly.

It was, without question, the easiest job the artist had ever had.

Next, the stylist swept Citrine's hair up into a delicate chignon, framing her petite face and giving her an air of elegance that was still fresh and youthful.

strapless cocktail gown that fell just above her knees. The soft fabric hugged her slender waist, making

of her shoulders and neck, and the

unreal," someone from the styling team whispered, unable to tear their gaze

beautiful, but seeing her tonight left

pearl necklace, and fastened it gently around Citrine's neck. Each pearl glimmered softly, accented by sparkling diamonds-luxurious

must be worth a fortune?" Citrine ventured. She knew little about jewelry, but she could tell this necklace

about the

if it was a

front of her. Citrine's eyes shimmered; she opened her

her heart, and if he

when they arrived at the grand ballroom, Raymond lifted his right arm. Citrine glanced at

entered, every head in the room

could sense the curiosity, the scrutiny, and, from a few corners, a hint of