Chapter 29 Getting Better At Flirting With Him
Maggie’s gown was a pure white, devoid of any diamonds, beads, or lace. The most captivating detail was the ingeniously crafted shoulder sleeves. One side stood stiffly, forming a semi–round shape that wrapped around her shoulder.
On the other side, her shoulder was left bare, with the sleeve extending to her elbow. It was cut and sewn from stiff gauze into the shape of petals, resembling white peony petals or feathers.
The waist was designed to hug her hips, accentuating her perfect curves. The skirt was shorter in the front and longer in the back, about twenty centimeters longer. It beautifully resembled the tail of a swan.
The gown was simple and elegant, with minimal decoration. It relied solely on the natural luster of the fabric, yet it looked dazzling.
“Take a picture of me,” Maggie said to the stylist with a smile.
She suddenly wanted to capture this moment and share it with Nathael.
In her previous life, when she married him, she was thin, disfigured, and blind. But didn’t he deserve to see the best version of her?
“Okay, it’s done, Ms. Adam.”
Maggie took her phone back and looked at the photos. The stylist couldn’t resist the temptation and took a few extra shots. Maggie liked them and thanked her, “They’re beautiful.
The stylist blushed and replied. “You’re more beautiful than any celebrity I’ve ever met.”
Her words were not flattery, but a simple fact.
Of course, Maggie was beautiful, but celebrities had professional styling and photography teams. Many of their images were tailored to their strengths and weaknesses. The post–production photos heavily relied on retouching and lighting.
That was not the case with Maggie.
She just stood there and looked stunningly beautiful without needing any specific pose or lighting.
Thank you. Your styling is also beautiful.”
Maggie smiled and selected a close–up half–body shot to send to Nathael’s WhatsApp.
She was about to send it, but then realized that she didn’t have Nathael’s WhatsApp. They had only been exchanging text messages all this time.
All right, she thought to herself, text messages would suffice.
Maggie spent a fortune to send a multimedia message and put away her phone.
Nathael was in a meeting reporting on the progress of various projects.
The man who occupied the center seat had a handsome face and a cold demeanor. His gaze was deep and unfathomable. It made even the seasoned veterans feel nervous under his scrutiny, causing them to tread carefully.
Suddenly, the sound of a phone notification broke the silence in the conference room, startling everyone.
All eyes turned to the man in the center, including the foreign executive who was in the middle of his report.
“Excuse me.” Nathael’s phone screen briefly lit up. He glanced at it and saw that it was a message from Maggie. He picked up his phone and checked the message.
A half–body photo of her appeared on the screen. She wore delicate makeup, her hair was styled up, and she was wearing an elegant white dress, reminiscent of a beautiful swan.
Nathael’s finger paused. His gaze lingered on the photo for a long time without saying a word.
After a while, he placed his phone back on the table and instructed, in a deep voice, ‘Continue.”
“Yes.”
The foreign language once again filled the room, but Nathael couldn’t help but think of the photo he had just seen. The look in his eyes darkened.
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