Even though she was praising herself, no one found her annoying because she was telling the truth.
"I had put makeup on many women's faces, but no one can surpass your beauty, Miss." The makeup artist wanted to take pictures of her, but she couldn't do it because Irene forbade it.
The hairdresser said, "She's right! Your husband is the luckiest man in the world!"
Irene laughed softly and waved her hands. "You just haven't seen him."
If they had a chance to see Sebastian, Irene was sure they would think she was the one who lucky enough to marry him. Unfortunately, her future husband's handsome face was limited to certain people.
Right then, they helped her straighten her dress and put a veil on her head. She turned in front of the mirror to see her wedding dress and couldn't stop smiling because the dress fit her body perfectly.
Miranda really was a talented designer.
"Is there anything you'd like to add, ma'am?"