The Billionaire's Wife
Trinity confessed almost sheepishly.
Joy shook his head, "Oh it's nothing, we're only happy to help. Besides, I dunno about T, but I'm getting paid for this, so all's good."
"Oh, I didn't know that," Trinity mumbled, feeling stupid, while Joy simple smiled at her in the mirror. Joy seemed to be a professional if the way he was confidently inspecting her hair was anything to go by. Of course, he'd get paid for it.