"Don't bring bed labor outside the bed." Lilith said with scoff on her face. Yes. The once self proclaimed princess in high society has now dropped so low that she could do anything to rise in that place again. She wasn't the same stupid Lilith anymore who would dream of marrying into the Knight family. She was now just a model and wanna be actress who was doing her best to secure a position in the hellish Hollywood.
"You consider that labor?" The two timing man asked with pouty lips, acting hurt but a middle aged man acting like that only disgusted Lilith.
She simply put on a smile instead of answering. The man made an empty laugh before stretching his arms out.
Lilith took out some cosmetics from her bag and put them on the dressing table. She put on some lipstick. Just then, she heard a faint sound from a lighter from where the man was.
"You aren't meeting me once I get married, I guess, right?" Lilith casually asked, focusing only on her makeup.
