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My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 85

“Ms. Nightshade, what kind of makeup look are you going for?”

Xanthea slightly arched an eyebrow, peering into the mirror at Isabella's furious reflection, “I want a look that could kill her with a glance!”

“Xanthea! You’re asking for death.”

“Isabella!”

Wendy lunged forward and grabbed Isabella who was charging at Xanthea, terrified that a fight would break out any second.

She had seen Xanthea’s fight skills firsthand at the Elevation Building, and Isabella's face couldn’t afford even a scratch!

“Isabella, our audition is done. Let’s head to our next appointment!”

“No!”

Isabella shoved her aside furiously, teeth clenched. After a moment, she calmed down and straightened her skirt, “I’m going to see her get eliminated with my own eyes!”

Watching Isabella storm off in a rage, Xanthea sneered, “You might be disappointed then.”

Miranda, sensing the tense atmosphere, cautiously asked, “Sis, with Isabella targeting you like this, won’t it affect your audition?”

“Nope, I’ve got a secret weapon.”

A secret weapon? What could it be?

Since she had walked into the makeup room, there hadn’t been any unusual moves. Even her backpack, stuffed with items, remained unopened.

“All done, Ms. Nightshade. What do you think?”

The makeup artist put down the eyebrow pencil. Xanthea examined her reflection, now transformed with a fierce and sharp look, and nodded in approval, “Perfect, I love it.”

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