Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 491

At six o'clock in the evening, the guests arrived at the Ashton residence. Soon, the Ashton residence became extraordinarily lively. Men and women dressed in extravagant formal attire mingled with each other in the living room and the courtyard.

For three hours, the makeup artists had been applying makeup on Gwendolyn's face in the first guest room on the second floor. Gwendolyn was already exhausted, but she couldn't refuse Michael's kindness.

Having no other choice, she allowed the makeup artists to carry on with their work while she rested her eyes.

Afterward, a stylist picked a gown for Gwendolyn. It was a marine blue high-slit gown made with glittery fabric. After putting on the dress, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror.

The lady in the mirror was breathtaking. Her silhouette was graceful, and the long slit on the gown's hem accentuated her slender legs perfectly.

Nicolette had been sitting and playing video games to pass the time while she waited for Gwendolyn.

Upon hearing the crowd's astonished exclamations, Nicolette lifted her head. Then, she immediately quit the game and got up abruptly. “Gwen, y-you're beautiful!”

After walking to Gwendolyn, Nicolette reached out to caress Gwendolyn's dazzlingly fair arm in awe. “Gwen, when can I be like you?”

Nicolette was filled with admiration for Gwendolyn—whose skin was as white as snow—as though the latter were Snow White herself.

Gwendolyn gazed at her reflection in the mirror. I think I really appear slightly more beautiful. Usually, I'd only have some lipstick on. This full-face makeup makes me look a lot more enchanting.

Since their work here was done, the makeup artists and the stylist packed their belongings, all prepared to leave the residence.

Just then, Felicia and Candace also entered the guest room. A glint of darkness flashed across their eyes when they saw Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn is really stunning after getting dolled up.

With a dark expression on Candace's face, she uttered, “Help Felicia put on some makeup, too.”

Felicia was also considered the star of the show on that night. After all, Patrick would attend the event later. Felicia had already told Candace about how Gwendolyn had seduced Patrick. If he saw Gwendolyn's pretty side, he would surely abandon Felicia.

The initially confident Candace was demotivated now.

She walked up to a makeup artist, took out her phone, then leaned in and whispered in the latter's ear, “If you can make Felicia prettier than Gwendolyn, I'll give you a big monetary gift.”

As Candace was speaking, her eyes darted around like a sly fox.

The makeup artist was a young lady who wore a mask. Hearing Candace's request, she glanced at Felicia, unsure what to do.

Felicia's looks were, after all, unremarkable. If she wanted to surpass Gwendolyn in terms of beauty, she might as well go back to her mother's womb and get a different appearance.

Nevertheless, the makeup artist was not going to be that blunt and simply nodded at Candace. “Thank you, Mrs. Ashton. I will do my best.”

With that, the makeup artist glanced at her assistants, and they laid out the cosmetic products on the vanity again.

Candace transferred five thousand to the makeup artist, to which the latter accepted it as tips.

With an icy gaze, Felicia glared at Gwendolyn enviously.

Why is it that despite the fact that we are both descendants of the Ashton family, Gwendolyn can be so beautiful? God is unfair to me, not fair at all.

As Felicia passed by, she collided with Gwendolyn's shoulder. Bullying the latter was her intention. Unexpectedly, she was the one who got hurt. The two of them stared at each other coldly.

Iciness tinged Gwendolyn's gaze, her aura absolutely imposing. Felicia, on the other hand, was in so much pain that her face contorted, and she said frostily, “Gwendolyn, you hurt me. Apologize.”

Hearing that, Gwendolyn merely scoffed. “Ms. Felicia, I've been standing still the whole time. We can all tell who bumped into who.” ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Instantaneously, everyone's gazes fell on Felicia. What Gwendolyn stated was true.

Felicia did not gain the upper hand, nor did she have the authority to make Gwendolyn apologize. As a result, Felicia went to sit in front of the vanity, pursing her lips and furrowing her brows. Gwendolyn, you can be smug for now. You won't be able to do the same when Patrick is here.