The next day, Solrace Corporation would hold a press conference to launch its new fund.
Clara and Horace woke up early.
Horace dressed more formally than usual. He wore a simple but elegant tailored suit which flattered his face and exaggerated his grace.
Clara couldn't take her eyes off him. She grinned without noticing it.
Horace looked at Clara in the mirror. "What are you smiling about?" asked him.
"I think you look cute." Clara answered honestly.
Horace grinned and said, "You should also dress up today."
"I don't need to. I'm only a journalist. GLAM has received the invitation, so we will be there today." Clara winked at him.
The doorbell buzzed.
Someone rang the bell.
It was so early. Who could it be?
Clara opened the door, and a group of people came in with a bunch of cases and equipment.
Clara was stunned and didn't know what was happening.
"Good morning, Mr. Kirkland and Mrs. Kirkland!"
Clara looked at Horace in astonishment. "What are they doing here…"
Horace, on the wheelchair, said to them, "Here you are. I'll leave her to you."
What? Clara was all at sea.
Those people opened the cases. There were cosmetics, spa and scissor… Horace also prepared a one-piece and jewelries.
Now she figured out that they were going to dress her up, just like the auction last time.
For god's sake, the torture began. Clara felt dressing up was no different from torturing.
They put mask on her face, did makeup, put on nail polish, trimmed her hair… Finally, everything was done!
Clara was perplexed. "What's the point of all of these?"
Horace said, "The press conference today is significant to Solrace Corporation. I hope you can show up stunningly.
Spellbound, Horace stared at Clara in the mirror.
Clara found it ridiculous. "I'm only a journalist. Why should I dress up? I'm just covering the news."
Horace put on a heart-shaped diamond necklace for Clara from behind. The diamond was rather clear. It dazzled under the light.
"This is a gift for you, a souvenir of the press conference. Do you like it?"
Clara nodded, "Yes, it's gorgeous. But it's too expensive, I don't deserve it."
"You deserve it." Horace said firmly.
Clara touched the necklace. It was a souvenir, invested with his consideration. She liked it.
She suddenly thought of the crystal necklace. Would he still care for that necklace today now?
After a long time, the dressing was finally done.
With the hair tied back to a high ponytail, Clara looked vivacious and graceful. The overpriced one-piece and shining necklace all flattered her. She had transformed into another person.
She turned around in front of the mirror. Clara felt weird.
She preferred casual and comfy look. Now, in high heels and a fancy dress, she didn't even know how to walk.
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