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Becka turned the page again to the Salon section. "In our Salon, we offer hair services from cuts, to dyes, to styling, and deep conditioning." Hair services? Maybe I can get my hair dyed on Mr. Braun's dime. Chloe pondered as Becka continued. "We also offer nail services and complimentary paraffin treatments. We have a full list of makeup and waxing services as well.

Blanca's beauty salon is located away from the pool. It was supposed to be a guest house, but she turned it into a "mini spa". It's huge. You can easily get twenty people's hair done and whatever else you want here. I walk through the door feeling the air conditioning on, it's freezing in here. The space is large and bright, with huge windows that let natural light in, bathing the room in a soft, welcoming glow. The walls are covered in elegant wallpaper with a discreet and sophisticated pattern in shades of silver, complemented by dark wood panels. Modern chandeliers in arches hang from the ceiling. Blanca is having her nails done, while the hairdresser touches up her roots. She's drinking

"Yes, thank you." I was about to invite them for a snack, but Cleo said we needed to go to the salon and she also made an appointment at Vision Care to replace my glasses with a more fashionable one and to get some contact lenses. We went to the salon first. The hairstylist looks really knowledgeable and Cleo didn't choose just any salon. It was outside the mall and had its own building. Hair and More is recognized internationally and they often win competitions. Daphne examines me in the mirror and lets my hair down.

"I'm going to go now. I'll talk to you guys later." "Bye, Bella." "Take care, darling," Rose replied, responding to her husband's words. Isabella sat in her car, her eyes staring straight ahead, the streets of New York City were really crowded during the day. Everyone has busy activities. And everyone didn't seem to want to budge. But despite her frantic thoughts, Isabella could still focus on driving her car to a subscription salon recommended by her own sister, Irene. It was the Diamond Salon. A beauty place that provides women's treatments such as hair care, body care, and others. When Isabella arrived, she immediately parked her car and went inside.

Madeline smiled when Sebastian removed the scarf, pleased. “Thank you, son,” she mused, opening her arms to me, which I walked into without hesitation. “These ladies are here to make you even more beautiful than you already are. First, we have Tami. She’ll be doing your hair.” Tami bowed with a soft ‘hi Luna.’ “Next, we have Lydia. She’s responsible for your makeup. Last but not least, we have Laurie, your nail technician.” “Hello Luna,” said Tami, guiding me over to a black leather salon chair. She prepared me for whatever she planned to do to my hair. “Let’s make you look every bit like the queen you are.”

She bit her lip, debating whether to protest further, but when they arrived at the salon, her argument faded. The place was breathtaking. The high-end luxury salon catered to both men and women, each in their own lavish sections. The scent of expensive hair products filled the air, and soft music played in the background. The floors gleamed, and the staff moved with smooth efficiency, dressed in sleek uniforms that exuded professionalism.

I hand't even realized I had fallen asleep on Cody's shoulder. He quirked an eyebrow, smiling down at me, "Morning, sleepyhead. You gonna get the door?" I grinned as is stood up and headed to the door while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I yawned as I pulled the door open before freezing in spot. "Zac?" He smiled a little, "Hey, Bloom." He adjusted his bag straps on his shoulders. "You up for tutoring? Apparently we're all going to Jade's after school tomorrow so I figured we could study right now."

Chris took out a card from his tiny bag for Charmine. “Mommy, hurry up and prepare for it. Tomorrow is your birthday, and you got to look pretty!” When Charmine received the card, she saw that it was a private reservation ticket at Bling Spa. Bling Spa was an exclusive spa owned by the Bailey Corporation. From facials to spas, haircuts, foot massages, and body massages—they had everything. For her, Anthony had made her a private booking for the entire space.

It was a five star salon, with an electric fence around it with an automatic gate that opened on its own accord. We drove in and Valet signaled for us to stop. Damon got down, opened my side of the car and led me down. Then he tossed his keys at the Valet who took our car and packed it. As we reached the front of the salon, a woman dressed corporately stepped out, opening the door for us. “Welcome Mr Damon Blackwood.” We stepped inside and the daisy fragrance hit my nostrils. “My favorite fragrance,” I told Damon. He smirked.

Maybe it was because of my unruly hair that Nina noticed it, too. My attendant seemed acquainted with the head hairdresser, a stylish blonde woman named Bonnie from Martin’s Salon. The salon had an aesthetic charm with its minimalistic interiors. The padded chairs were cream-colored and positioned in front of large mirrors. The entire place was well-lit by elegant fixtures, and the scent of floral hair treatments made it even more inviting, leaving me amazed at the extent of the Cunningham network. It was as if Bonnie had been waiting for our arrival. “Nina, dear! Is this her?” Bonnie greeted Nina with delight, giving her cheeks a quick peck. She even excused herself from a chat she had to a