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Chapter 15: The Velvet Trap

Author: Tonia
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-23 13:04:57

The master dressing suite of Chateau de Versailles was filled with the soft rustle of silk and the subtle fragrance of expensive white orchids.

For nearly two hours, three top Parisian stylists sent by the estate’s concierge team had worked in quiet, disciplined harmony. They swept Sophia’s dark, glossy hair into a chic, loose French twist, leaving delicate, wavy tendrils to frame her flushed face. Her makeup was kept breathtakingly natural—a dusting of soft champagne shimmer across her eyelids
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