Chapter Nine: Charity Event

It was the day they'd attend the charity ball. Margarette was being beautified by the make-up artists. She wore a mermaid backless emerald gown with a slit on one of her hips. Her hair was tied up into a high ponytail with a real diamond clip on the root. Her small face was being drawn with perfection. 

After putting her final touch, which was her scarlet lipstick, Margarette now looks like a goddess. It wasn't an overstatement. In fact, it was literal. One look of her and she'll definitely take your breath away.

"I've never seen such beauty from my nearly 50 decades of existence," said the designer of her gown. The make-up artist was in awe, and she could only nod her head in approval. 

"Indeed..."

Margarette was oblivious of their admiration, she turned around and smiled sweetly at them. "Thank you!"

They blinked their eyes. They forgot that this goddess was still a c