Estella’s POV

"We're going to make you up now."

"You and who?"

"My assistant, she's Ivanca." As she is talking, a young lady in her twenties I think walks up to us from inside.

"Is she the one?"

"Yes," Cara snaps.

'Hi Ivanca," I wave at her with a smile.

"Hi ma'am. You're welcome here."

"Thanks. Were both of you employed on the same day?" I ask them.

"Yes," she responds.

The make up box is brought up and in no second, the session begins.

"Mr Adrian asked us to make you into a beautiful goddess." Cara whispers into my ear with a smile. I can't afford to blush, aside...