Downstairs, there were three or four young men dressed in black uniforms sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Each one of them was extremely handsome with rosy cheeks and white teeth. They all wore black suits that accentuated their slender and tall figures.
At first glance, they looked like a boy band.
In fact, they really were a team.
And they were famous stylists in Chulae. The young man leading them was named Tony Jackson, who had dyed his hair golden yellow.
When he saw Cheyenne, he let out an exclamation of surprise. "Oh my god! Miss Lawrence, you are truly an angel sent by heaven! So cute and charming!"
His exaggerated expression amused Cheyenne. She pretended to be aloof as she walked down the stairs with her gold high heels making rhythmic sounds accompanied by her cold laughter.
"Is this what you say to every customer?"
Tony couldn't help but pause for a moment before smiling even more broadly as he helped Cheyenne sit down on a chair by placing his hand on her shoulder.
"Of course not," he said. "It is because Miss Lawrence is truly beautiful."
"Okay, stop talking now," Cheyenne interrupted him. "You hairstylists and makeup artists always talk nonsense while working; in the end when things go wrong, do you think I won't scold you?"
Cheyenne refused to talk to him.
Tony and his entourage were embarrassed, while Iker couldn't help but chuckle.
"Tony is a professional," Iker said, implying that he wouldn't screw up Cheyenne's look.
Then, Iker added insult to injury by saying, "If even he can't save you, then I suggest you get plastic surgery."
Plastic surgery? How dare he! Cheyenne angrily leaned closer to the mirror and looked at her face in it. Did she really need plastic surgery?
Meanwhile, at the Todd mansion's main house, Kai had called all members of the household together to welcome Kelvin's arrival. When his three wives gathered in one place, a silent battle began in the hall.
Kelvin wasn't interested in all these women; instead he sat with Kai and his second son discussing business contracts.
Davon avoided talking about his true intentions with Kelvin at all costs.
"Mr. Foley, I hear you're running for president of the next business association election. How admirable!"
"All of these are rumors, and cannot be fully trusted. Master Davon, a toast to you!" Kelvin raised his glass and clinked it with Davon's.
Raising his glass, he took a sip.
As their eyes met, Kelvin could see the calculating glint in Davon's eyes. He didn't like it one bit.
The Todd family's Master Davon was indeed as difficult to deal with as the rumors suggested.
Erica, dressed in a light purple strapless gown swayed over to Kelvin on her high heels.
With a smile on her face, she said, "This is my first time meeting, Mr. Foley, let me propose a toast to you."
"Madam Erica is too kind."
They both took a sip from their glasses. Erica looked at Davon meaningfully and asked coquettishly. "Master Davon, how can you not introduce Mr. Foley to Me when you know him?"
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