Ten minutes later, Enna Clark finally managed to put on the seemingly fairy-like, yet incredibly troublesome dress.
Due to the time constraints, Nico wasted no time and hurriedly instructed someone to help her with her styling.
Makeup and hairstyling were done almost simultaneously.
By the time Baron Lawrence arrived, Enna had just barely managed to finish pinning up the last bit of her hair.
"Done. Ms. Clark, please have a look."
Enna opened her eyes and looked at the person in the mirror. After some fuss, she indeed looked quite different from before.
"Young Master Lawrence, what do you think?" After letting Enna take a look, Nico asked the man who had just entered the room for his opinion.
Enna tugged at the skirt of her dress and turned around.
A glint of amazement flashed in Baron Lawrence's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. "Mediocre," he said.