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“Excuse me, ma’am. Can we help you find something?” The woman was not surprised but she stopped staring at Christine. She flipped her hair graciously for it to fall on her back. Christine and I dropped our jaws because of her beauty. She looked at Christine and lend a hand again. “I’m Lauren Beatrice, president of BNB Modelling agency that is very well-known in the world.” Christine and I glanced at each other again. BNB Modelling aganecy, I think I’ve heard a lot about that and her name before.

Ava looked at her for another moment and then nodded, once, and let it go. — Lauren's gift was a skincare set that she had clearly curated carefully, each product selected rather than simply grabbed off a shelf. "The serum goes before the moisturiser," Lauren said. "Not after. The instructions will say after. They're wrong." "How are the instructions wrong?" April asked. "I'm telling you how to use it, not the instructions. Trust me." April looked at the products arranged in the bag. "Lauren, this is too much." "It's exactly the right amount," Lauren said firmly, and hugged her while April inhaled her sweet scent.

I forced a smile. “Something like that.” “You'll probably have to wait. Miss Olivia just left his office not too long ago.” My grip tightened around the file. Of course she did. The woman didn't notice the shift in my expression. “Honestly, I don't know how Mr. Laurent manages it. The amount of beautiful women constantly coming in and out of this floor should be illegal.” A strange numbness settled inside my chest. At that moment, I wasn't even his wife, just another woman outside his office.

Sebastian scowled. Lauren, who was busy chatting away with Richard, Mary, and Peter, rushed over to Conrad the moment she had seen him. She made herself comfortable in the chair next to his. “Hey,” she said excitedly. “How’s your day been, Conrad?” Conrad managed to give her a smile. “Hey, yeah. Good.” Lauren noticed Sakura and poked her head over and said, “Hey, Sakura.” Sakura turned to Lauren and managed to give the girl a weak smile. “Hey, I’ll go and get your dress.”

With a bare face free from makeup, the vulgar Ashley Connor disappeared, replaced by a young and beautiful woman whose face could launch a thousand ships. User_A: Oh my god! (\*0*/) Ashley ‘madwoman’ Connor has a gorgeous bare face! User_B: I am constantly reminding myself that I am a hater! I hate her! I hate her! I hate---damn that beautiful face! User_C replied to User_B: I feel you! I am converting to a hater to a fan! That face is so tempting! More and more comments full of surprise flooded the live broadcast. Ashley saw it, but she did not address them. She merely continued applying her night skin care routine. Introducing the brands, stating her observations, and showing how she used

The owner of this room is a very messy person. On the ceiling is a sparkling crystal chandelier, and around the walls are flickering blue candles. They seem to be made of mermaid fat according to legend. This is something that Ciara had only read about in books, as it is extremely rare and difficult to create. Finding a stranded dead mermaid on the shore is nearly impossible. Hunting mermaids for their fat would be like committing a crime against the entire mermaid race. The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal.

When Serena stepped out, she asked softly, "How does it look?" Lauren practically leaped off the couch, her eyes sparkling. "Rina, you're breathtaking! You'll be the star of the night at the charity gala!" Then, as if struck by a delicious thought, Lauren smirked. "All the elites will be there, right? Including that scumbag Justin?" Lauren could already imagine his regretful face smashed into a wall. The thought delighted her. Serena glanced at herself in the mirror and found it hard to look away. It had been ages since she had dressed this extravagantly.

Mandy smiled at him, making her lipstick more adorable, this makeup was different from the former, everything about Mandy's appearance today was far better than the one, she wore while with Dylan on their date. She catwalks towards Lauren, and as she takes every step, is like her appearing on a runway, Lauren runs his hand over his neck, trying to control himself, cause every step that she takes reminds him of their previous escapade and her beauty is mesmerizing him, making him have two thoughts in his head, dragging her back into the mansion and having her on his bed. "Damn! Not that, you wouldn't want to turn her to Leah, your sex doll." Lauren said to himself.

As she stepped out of Diane's car, she looked up at the majestic building and took in a breath to calm her nerves. “You have a beautiful face, you will get the gig,” she repeated quietly to herself as she walked in. Lauren Pierce was one of the most popular and wealthiest couturiers and make up artists in the state. Elegant as ever, she was dressed in a brocade dress and was seated in the middle of the hall while everyone else present sat on the chairs arranged in circles. It was said that anyone who got a chance to model for her instantly became a big hit, and that was what made her so sought-for and unfortunately, haughty. Her pride was her only flaw, yet aspiring models still flocked arou

Chapter 46: Too Good to be True Kathleen’s P.O.V A gasp left my lips as I looked at Cole’s cell screen, the name Korina Gomez on the search bar, thrilled by the images on the screen. She was beyond beautiful in these images, not to mention in real life as well. She also had an outrageous fan base, which wasn’t all that surprising considering just how famous she was. Gucci, Chanel and LSV? And even freaking Ralph Lauren! My goodness! This woman was a diva!