Shirley put on a faint smile. “As long as | don’t embarrass you.” Zacharias chuckled. “How could you possibly?” At this moment, Freddie knocked on the door. Shirley got up to open it for him, and he said, “Miss Lloyd, the makeup team is here. Could you please move to another room?” “Sure. I'll be right there.” Shirley nodded. What thoughtful arrangements. Shirley picked up her evening gown.
“I'll go over now.” “Okay, see you in a bit.” Zacharias nodded. Shirley sat in the makeup room, where professional makeup artists applied makeup to match the evening gown she would be wearing. They aimed for a very subtle yet sophisticated look for her tonight.
Patiently waiting, she hoped that the makeup wouldn't be too extravagant. When she opened her eyes, her small face had becmore stylish and sophisticated. The makeup highlighted her deep, bright, captivating eyes and plump, s3xy red lips.
Looking at her face, Shirley saw a hint of sexy femininity that she had always considered herself lacking, She had always identified as a tomboy For women of her race, having smooth, straight hair was more charming than any other hairstyle. Shirley’s hair was indeed beautiful, with a soft and shiny texture that required minimal styling from the stylists.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShirley went to change into her evening gown, and indeed, Zacharias’ taste proved to be accurate. The evening gown suited her perfectly.
When the waiter brought out a pair of sparkling high heels, Shirley suddenly felt a bit nervous. It seemed like she had a natural aversion to these high-heeled shoes; in any case, wearing them always led to various awkward situations.
However, tonight's evening gown required these high B and she had no other choice but to wear them.
Reluctantly, Shirley put them on. After the waitstaff left, she stood in front of the mirror, looking at the reflection.
She almost couldn't recognize herself.
It was a beauty that combined allure, charm, and a touch of heroism. At that moment, Freddie knocked on the door and entered. “Miss Lloyd, it's about tto head out.” “Okay, I'm coming.” Shirley’s slender hand reached out and picked up the crystal clutch containing her phone and lipstick from the table.
As she walked on the red carpet in the corridor, a figure appeared at the end of the carpet. With one hand in his pocket, he looked handsome, like a prince waiting for a princess.
Shirley suddenly felt a bit nervous and shy as the man’s gaze carefully appraised her. With her head lowered, she almost tripped on her high heels as she reached the man.
“Ah!” Almost instinctively, she leaned forward, reaching out to grab onto anything that could prevent her from falling. That happened to be Zacharias’ neck.
In this slightly embarrassed state, she hung onto him, and his large protective hand naturally encircled her slender waist, bringing her even closer to him. Shirley raised her head and explained somewhat helplessly, “I can’t walk in high heels.” “Do you want to change them?” Zacharias asked humorously.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShirley firmly shook her head again. “It’s fine.” To avoid embarrassing him, she would persist.
Zacharias reached out and caressed her long locks. “Alright. Letknow if it becomes unbearable.” With Shirley's nod, Zacharias extended his arm for her. “Hold onto me.” She naturally took his arm. With his assistance, walking becmuch easier for her.
Freddie also approached and admired Shirley. “You are gorgeous, Miss Lloyd.” Zacharias proudly added, “Of course.” It was because she was his woman.
Shirley smiled modestly without saying a word. They arrived at the lobby on the first floor, where Roy and his subordinates were waiting outside the elevator. When Imogen saw the elevator doors open, she was suddenly struck by the sight.
Shirley, in an elegant evening gown, walked out, arm in arm with Zacharias. Sweet and natural, the two looked like a perfectly matched couple.
However, no matter how jealous Imogen felt, she could only hide it deep within. She put on a smile, exchanged a congratulatory look with Shirley, and kept her envy hidden.