Angela felt a bit confused because she was already married.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Even though you're married, you still have the right to have some fun. I noticed you haven't been in the best spirits these past few days. Go relax a bit—it'll do you some good," Joseph advised sincerely.
Unable to refuse his kind intentions, Angela reluctantly went into the dressing room.
It was a professional makeup team that typically worked with celebrities. However… it seemed everyone would be styled into white swans.
The rules for Joseph's event were simple. It was essentially a masquerade, where everyone's face would be disguised. Only their eyes would be visible to tell them apart. The room full of men and women would mingle, chat, and, if they felt a connection, they could exchange contact details.
By the time her makeup was done, even Angela could barely recognize herself.
There were a dozen or so women, and all of them were dressed identically. Could this event even be fu
