"Mrs. Cadel—I mean, Electra, the chairman's wife can be scary, but she took a liking to you, asking me to check up on you every minute. I'm sure she'll soon come in here looking for you and me. What the chairman's wife hates the most is looking basic and simple, especially if you're associated with the family. Even maidservants are forced to dress like lawyers, and as her son's wife, you should never let her see you without makeup. Your makeup must be brighter than the sun."
Evangeline and Electra kept talking, and time flew by without them being aware. In just a blink of an eye, Evangeline turned Electra into a goddess with her advanced skills in makeup.
"You're so good. Why did you quit working as a makeup artist and come to work here instead?" Electra questioned.
"It's a long story..." Evangeline trailed off. "You should go greet the chairman's wife now," she dismissed the question.
---
