While the makeup artist expected some tantrums, Aria shook her head, "Thank you for your hard work."
MUA: "..."
She expected Aria to order them around but that didn't happen at all. Looking at Aria's reflection on the mirror, she couldn't help but smile. Aria looked like a porcelain delicate doll that she would even think twice to touch her and the perfectly fitting gown heightened her beauty and sophistication
Aria was about to go to the shoe rack, Alan stood on a knee and helped her wear the prearranged white ankle traps on. "Comfortable?"
Aria hummed while two ladies were swooning on the gentle and tender side of Alan. Aria dusted his knee pulling him up and both went out.
Aria grabbed everyone's attention.
