Chapter 292

Some people just couldn't resist a bit of drama.

"No way. She's clearly wearing makeup. Why lie about it?"

"Girls know girls best. That's what you call the 'no-makeup' makeup look."

"I don't get it. If you put on makeup, just admit it. It's not like it's a crime."

"That's because you don't get it. If she won't take her makeup off, she must look downright scary without it. Probably afraid she'll frighten everyone."

"She looks presentable with makeup, but who knows what kind of monster is underneath?"

"Oh please, have you looked in a mirror lately?" Ingrid shot the group a fierce glare. "You're not exactly a vision yourselves, with those pockmarks all over your face. Maybe check yourself before you talk about someone else."

sarcasm, "Jealousy really does make people ugly, doesn't it?

not to be outdone, fired back in her hometown dialect, "Where I'm from, girls like Citrine are born

group fell silent, realizing these three

to see their faces

be green with envy, that's

his patience. He grabbed a pack of makeup remover wipes from a cardboard box and strode

I guess I'll have to help you," Hastings announced, pulling out a wipe. He braced the

until a patch of her skin turned red, but the wipe stayed perfectly clean

refusing to believe it. He reached for the other side of her face, but Citrine caught his arm in a surprisingly firm

the wipe from his

For a moment, he forgot to wonder how a

drifted to the angry red mark he'd left on her cheek,

touched her-how could her skin be

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