Attending events like these always meant showing up with a date. In Echo City, only Eloise seemed fit to stand beside Kieran.
Jarrett quickly responded, “Right away. I’ll see to it.”
After Jarrett left, Kieran put down the documents he was holding, his mind inevitably replaying the words Jarrett had said.
Freya had moved out quietly. It seemed she was scared out that night. But that was fine. After all, Freya's matters had nothing to do with him anymore.
That was what Kieran thought, though his face involuntarily showed signs of fatigue. He rubbed his nose, trying to banish thoughts of Freya from his mind.
In his world, his job was always top of the list. There was no slot for someone like Freya who could throw a spanner in all his life plans.
Meanwhile, Freya sat motionless before the vanity, letting the makeup artist and stylist work their magic on her. For two hours, Freya didn't dare to move a muscle.
“Are we done yet?” Freya was on the verge of a breakdown.
The makeup artist beside her said, “Ms. Dawson, please don’t move. Almost done.”
“You said that half an hour ago.” Freya looked a bit wronged.
She was already hurt, with several wounds on her body. To cover them up, the makeup artist used some specially-made materials to cover them and blended the surrounding skin with foundation, making it look flawless.
Freya had no idea where Ronan found such a magician. From ten minutes ago, Freya could barely recognize herself.
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