Chapter <b>192 </b>
Upon hearing Queenie’s agreement, Anna was ecstatic. “Really? Okay, Miss, don’t worry! I will make you the most <b>beautiful </b>makeup right now!” she eximed, practically glowing with enthusiasm.
For the next hour, <b>Anna </b>poured all her skill into creating a stunning and elegant look for Queenie. She meticulously applied <b>each </byer of makeup, ensuring that Queenie looked <b>radiant</b>. Asime slipped away, Anna also carefully selected one of her treasured dresses for Queenie to wear.
Time was running out. The new productunch event was set to start half an hourter<b>, </b>and Queenie could feel her anxiety mounting. Almost in a panic, she rushed out of the store, hopped into a waiting taxi, and instructed the driver to head straight for Eklonna’sunch event.
Anna, feeling the pressure of time, wanted nothing more than to take a photo of her masterpiece and post it on Twitter to showcase her work. Sadly, it was toote. Queenie was already in the taxi and disappearing from sight. However, Anna reassured herself that it wouldn’t be the end. Surely, after the new productunch event, Queenie would have some time to snap a few photos together.
What mattered most was that her best dress and makeup would soon grace Eklonna’s new productunch event! With a rush of excitement flooding her senses, Anna took out her phone and posted on Twitter: [My makeup is about to appear at Eklonna’s new productunch event. I am so excited!]
As a lively and cheerful girl, Anna had many friends who were quick to notice her tweet. Thements started flooding in almost immediately, many of them puzzled <b>and </b>amused by her unrestrained enthusiasm.
JAnna? Did you get too excited with your boyfriendst night? How could you have such a beautiful dream?] one friend joked.
[LOL, Anna is so amazing. How dare you have this kind of dream? I didn’t even dare to think about it in my sleep!]
Seeing her friends‘ responses, Anna couldn’t help but <b>boast </b>a little more. She quickly typed back. [It’s not a dream! I’m telling the truth. Just wait and see! I just did the most beautiful makeup for thatdy, using all the best things from my shop! I gave her <b>my </b>best dress!]
Thements kept rolling in, filled with surprise and curiosity. [Really? How is this possible?] one friend asked incredulously.
[Is the best dress you mentioned the one I think it is? <b>Ahhh</b>, I’m looking forward to it! Do you have any photos?] another inquired.
With her confidence soaring, Anna replied: [I don’t have any photos yet, but the conference will start soon. Thatdy just promised me that she would wear my makeup and take some pictures at the venue. As soon as I get them. I’ll share!]
[Okay, I’m <b>looking </b>forward to it!]
[Ah, I really want to see the photos. Anna, remember to tell me as soon as you get them. I can’t wait!] her friends responded, their excitement palpable as they eagerly anticipated whether the stunning makeup Anna had crafted would really make an appearance at Eklonna’s prestigious event.
At the same time, Stacey and Debra had just finished their makeup. With Gwen and Marie safely back at the hotel, they set off for Eklonna’s new productunch event, along with their assistants and the two little ones.
This was Stacey’s first time attending <b>sugh </b>a prestigious new productunch event, and thenguage barrier made her <b>a </b>bit
<b>nervous</b>. Thankfully. Debra was well–acquainted with these kinds of events and reassured Stacey as they navigated <b>through </b>the busy venue, helping to ease her nerves,
When they arrived at the doors of the new productunch even they were pleasantly spoke to them in Zentiscapian. They were stunned and then happy.
The helpers provided by Eklonna enthusiastically guided them to their seats,
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Since they had been issued temporary invitations, their position were in the back. However, after seeing the <b>royal </b>members attending this new productunch event, they didn’t think it was a problem at all. The official seating for the prominent figures was at the front, leaving Stacey and Debra happily satisfied with their experience.
As Lillian and Kevin excitedly explored their surroundings, their curious eyes darting around thevish setting, Lillian’s gazended on a striking boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. She reached out with her <b>small </b>hands, wanting to be held by the boy.
<b>Stacey</b>, spotting Wendell, and recognizing him as the prince of Soltanis, quickly pulled Lillian close and whispered, “Lillian, don’t make trouble.”
Wendell, noticing the lively little girl, was charmed by her innocence. He reached out to Lillian with a friendly smile, and she beamed back at him. At that moment, she happily jumped into Wendell’s arms, leaving Stacey momentarily stunned,
unable to intervene.
A few secondster, Lillian was in Wendell’s arms. Stacey had a tingling feeling. She was afraid that Lillian would identally annoy the prince. There was a big gap between their identities, and she was also worried that it would cause trouble for Hayden. After all, the reason why they coulde in was that Hayden helped them get invitations.
“You’re pretty!” Lillian shouted with glee, nestledfortably in Wendell’s hold.
Wendell chuckled, finding her exuberance endearing. “You’re pretty too!” he eximed.
“I’m also pretty!” Kevin chimed in from Debra’s arms, eager to join the banter.
Wendell then noticed Kevin beside them, a baby close in age, andplimented both children, “Yes, you are both beautiful!” His smile radiated warmth, adding to the joyful atmosphere.
Meanwhile, outside the conference venue, Queenie stood anxiously at the entrance, scanning the crowd for Hayden. Time was slipping away, and her nervousness grew. She feared she might miss him entirely and wouldn’t want to enter without stopping him first.
As anxiety began to w at her, a car pulled up. Hayden got out and immediately spotted Queenie. His expression darkened as he realized the upper–ss elite were present; he had no desire to engage in a public dispute with her. The atmosphere felt too formal and dignified for any <i>dram </i>