Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 11

RW Styling Studio.

Violet finally removed the ugly makeup.

Watching her original appearance in the mirror, she wiped the water off her face and let out a long breath.

It was not easy!

It was really not easy to muddle through in front of him!

"Violet, Erin's on the phone."

Evie's hand reached over. Violet took the phone, smiled and pinched Evie's face.

"Thanks Evie."

This was her cousin, Evie Williams, her aunt's favorite daughter, who now managed the Tasty Interlude Bakery downstairs.

"Pick it up. I'll go down and go on with my stuff!"

Evie hugged her and then left.

Violet curled her lips and had the video chat with her daughter.

"Erin, you're awake so early?"

"Because last night I did not hear the voice of mommy, so didn't sleep well!"

The little one in the video sounded so cute. Her little face was pink. And her big eyes were as bright as the stars at night.

Violet felt softhearted and threw the little one a kiss.

"Mommy had some business last night. That's why I didn't talk to my baby on the phone."

"I know, Josie said that mommy was there to make money for Erin."

The little one blinked with a pair of big eyes, "Mommy is too hard. Erin decided not to drink milk in the future, just have porridge."

Violet: "..."

That was her good girl!

How can she be so understanding and likeable?

She was really her sweet little girl.

Violet felt like she was going to cry.

She hastily lifted her eyes to prevent the tears from coming down.

"Erin, mommy isn't having a hard time at all. You have to listen to Josie, drink more milk and grow taller so that mommy will be happy."

"Good! Mommy, when I grow taller, I can earn my own milk money."

Violet: "..."

Her family had a sweet little girl. That was the biggest blessing of her life!

"Okay, mommy has to get busy! Where's Josie?"

"Josie is still sleeping. I'll go to wake her up."

"Okay, that's it for now!"

A guest came into the studio and Violet smiled and hung up the phone.

"Is Helena there? Do my hair and makeup."

The guest was calling her.

Violet put away her phone, tidied up, and walked out.

"Hi, I'm Helena."

Violet watched the guest.

The person was around her forties and wearing tight-fitting clothes, making her already corpulent body even more corpulent.

Her temperament was not elegant, and she didn't look like she was nice enough to get along with.

"So you're Helena. I hear you're the best in this studio? Come on, do my hair and makeup."

The woman looked at Violet up and down.

"Yes, ma'am, please come with me for a skin test."

Violet reached out and gestured for the guest to go to the information desk.

"What is skin test? Just put on your best cosmetics for me."

The woman's eyes flashed with impatience.

"This lady, having a skin test is a safeguard for you to screen out makeup that doesn't suit you."

Violet patiently explained to her.

"If you can't make me feel satisfactory, I won't give you money."

"Okay, if there's anything you're not satisfied with, just mention it."

Violet gestured to the receptionist, then looked at the woman thoughtfully.

She had been styling for a year and had come into contact with all kinds of people.

With her reputation that was slowly built up, the majority of people who came to her for styling was usually rich.