"Please don't worry about me. I am honestly fine. You just sit still and continue with your makeup. I'll be right with you after changing into something thinner," Autumn responded with a smile. She then returned to her bedroom to change and headed directly downstairs to have a look around at all the arrangements before going back to Chris. In a rare sight, Edward and Charles were elegantly standing side by side and greeting guests harmoniously. After seeing that Autumn had changed into a thin dress, Charles put on a severe look wondering why she did so.
He then strode past the crowd towards his wife. "Didn't I tell you to wear more layers? Why did you change your clothes suddenly?" he demanded with a frown hoping for a reasonable answer. "It's quite cold and chilly outside."
"I'm okay love, please don't worry. I changed because Chris's room is way too hot. I almost passed out right now owing to the unbearable heat," Autumn explained her wardrobe choices. "Charles, I can take care of myself. So now you can go back to attending the guest while I'm going to head upstairs to be with Chris."
"Okay sure, carry on then." Charles nodded ever so slightly and lovingly watched Autumn walk upstairs before he went back to greeting the guests.
Given the high and powerful social status of Charles and Edward in Y City, there were naturally a great deal of people who had gathered to grab an opportunity to cash in favors from them. But thankfully, both Charles and Edward had predicted this behavior. So in order to avoid Chris's wedding being philistine, they had carefully selected the guests with that only those who had an invitation could attend the ceremony.
The guests were gathering downstairs as time passed, while the bride seemed to grow anxious and feel helpless upstairs. As a girl who seldom wore makeup and did her own grooming, Chris felt a little uncomfortable sitting in front of the mirror and having a makeup artist work on her face. However, it was not possible for her to do it any other way. After all, it was her wedding day, the biggest and most important day of her life.
The makeup artist, who was hired by Sam, was supposedly the best and was said to have worked with many famous celebrities. With nothing to do, Chris who was bored tried to gossip,"Hey, so have you ever worked with Rachel Bai?"
"Of course I have," answered the makeup artist almost immediately, seeming displeased. She then pursed her lips, and added after pausing for a moment,"That woman has a terrible temper and attitude. I've seen her lose her temper countless times. She never has a grip on her emotions. I can't understand how a person with such bad character and temperament could remain so popular for such a long time."
"What do you mean?" asked Chris, intrigued by the first hand account.
"When she was on top of the social ladder owing to her famous stature and reputation, no one dared to expose her past. It was like she was invincible. But ever since she has disappeared, all her scandals have slowly come to light. It must be karma. Hmm, it's said that she became famous and gathered fiction only by sleeping with Director Zhang. Now she has become the laughing stock of the entire show business," the makeup artist narrated dismissively. "I haven't heard from her lately. Neither does anyone seem to know how or where she is now," she said, as she applied rouge on Chris's cheeks with some expertise.
"She hasn't been seen in show business since, you know, that incident. It's almost like she's been wiped out of the world. It is strange, but also seems natural for something of this magnitude to happen."
Chris chuckled to herself. 'Umm so, she's too embarrassed to remain in this city. What else would she do if she did not disappear?'
"Well, your makeup is all finished. Please let me know if you need some tweaking," said the makeup artist. "Now you can go change into your wedding dress."
It was a one-of-a-kind and elegant wedding dress that Sam asked an American designer to make especially for Chris. After the makeup artist helped Chris put on it, her shoulders were half bare. A solid colored emerald diamond necklace adorned across her chest and completed her regal look, and earrings of the same color swung back and forth as she walked, bringing out her soft and beautiful eyes.
The graceful curve of the front of her dress accentuated her slender and delicate waist. The snow-white gown flattered her perfect figure, and was complemented with hair pulled back into a high, black bun. The delicate folds at the hem undulated gently like ripples in water as she gradually walked to the mirror. Chris looked like an angel from heaven under the light.
The most creative and fantastic feature of the dress was the hundreds of three-dimensional flowers dotted across the entire dress. The soft petals created a fashionable, romantic yet subtle look, making Chris feel as if she was in a pleasant spring field.
Looking at the stunning bride in the mirror, Chris could hardly believe it was her. She felt so pleased with how the entire look had turned out. It was even better than her dreams.
She usually acted as casual as a boy, so she had no idea that she could ever look so beautiful and perfect.
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