"Nonsense." She’s almost worn out because of him, doesn’t she have any awareness?
Adam Sinclair looked at her lively little white eyes. He was being disdainfully judged, yet sohow felt pleased by it, and couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He reached over, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her red lips thoroughly before his thin lips curved into a playful smile as he released her, "I’m off to work."
Olivia Lewis was left dizzy from the kiss, yet forced herself to stay calm as she raised her hand, "Get lost."
"Haha, wait for my return." The man, full of spirit and vigor, rolled out with such elegance and grace.
Olivia Lewis heard the sound of the door closing in the entrance hall before she bit her lower lip and headed into the bathroom.
"Ah—" As soon as she stepped inside, she let out a horrified scream, her finger trembling as she pointed at the mirror, "Oh my, who is that in the mirror? Don’t tell that’s !"
The woman reflected in the mirror had ssy chestnut curls, with several strands sticking up like antennae. The eye makeup ticulously applied yesterday had smudged from all the chaos during the night, and that wasn’t the worst of it. The worst was around her mouth; due to the lipstick saring, her perfectly rhombus-shaped mouth had been transford into a monstrous gaping maw. Added to that were her untidy clothes, making her look like a night demon that snuck out in the middle of the night for a human al.
Has she been looking like this since earlier?
Olivia Lewis could hardly bear to look at the face in the mirror, miserably turning on the faucet.
Emma, so sugar daddy is really ruthless; he even kissed such a ’unique’ star and looked ever so smug doing it.
With tastes like that, no wonder all the beautiful won throwing themselves at him have been brutally rejected.
It’s not that those beautiful won aren’t pretty enough, it’s because the makeup was applied wrongly!
Olivia Lewis washed her face vigorously, using makeup remover and face wash multiple tis to ensure there were no remnants of the nightmarish visage earlier, then dried her face and grabbed a quick healing mask to apply...
Just then, her phone outside started ringing.
"Who is it, calling so early?" She swiftly put the mask in place, washed her hands, and went out.
She had left her phone charging on the bedside table as she got up in the morning, making it easy to find. Olivia Lewis bent over, picked up her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and answered, "Hello, Sister Sunny, what’s up? Up so early, not getting your beauty sleep? I didn’t sleep well last night, planning to catch up later."
On the other end, Sunny said, speechlessly, "You’ll have to skip the catch-up sleep, hurry to the company."
"What for?" Olivia Lewis asked in surprise, "So early, is it boot camp?"
"Are your teeth itching to joke around?"
Olivia Lewis wanted to laugh, but didn’t dare with a face mask on, chuckling, "No way, Sister Sunny, go ahead."
Only then did Sunny continue, "The new executive president has arrived, and the administration departnt is notifying the artists to co over one by one. Although you’re just affiliated with the company, since your studio operates under its banner, you still need to co over for this."
"..." But she’s so wanting to sleep, having not slept a wink all night, she’s dead tired now.
"I’m done talking, many people have already arrived. You, lazy girl, get over here imdiately, don’t be late. If you pull any tricks on today, I’ll make sure you regret it. Did you hear ? Get over here, I’ll wait for you." At the end, she didn’t forget to advise, "Rember to tidy up properly; I don’t have high expectations for you, just don’t be outdone by Nicole Oliver and the others."
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