The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Remember, you must behave well in front of the guests tonight. The more obedient and gentle you are, the more unruly it'll make Rita look. No man would dare to want her then!" said Karen smugly. "Oh, don't worry, Mom. Haven't I always been well-behaved around others? Besides, I think Dad favors us more than Rita now, so there's no need to worry too much about the future. Rita may have her maternal grandparents, but I don't see them showing any favoritism toward her. Their relationship might not be good at all! Not to mention, her mother's long dead. Unlike me, who has a wonderful mother like you. I know I'll always have someone to count on as long as you're around."

Karen put her daughter's head on her shoulder. "I can't afford to relax until I find a suitable match for you to marry."

Her greatest concern was Rita's marriage. Even though Rita's mother had passed away early, everyone still felt there was only one true heiress in the Russell family, and that was Rita. This was entirely due to the fact that she was still connected to her maternal grandparents.

As Sadie's mother, how could Karen allow Rita to monopolize all the glory of being a Russell? Rita had already enjoyed that position for many years, and it was time for someone else to take her place. Rita had never once imagined that Karen and Sadie would be vying for her position. To be honest, she did not care much about that position. However, that did not mean she would not fight back if someone tried to forcefully take it from her.

When a dolled-up Rita walked out of her exclusive makeup room, all the staff stopped their work and stared at her as if they were in a trance.

Denny leaned against the door frame smugly. "What did I say? All of them will turn into statues whenever I work my magic on you. Hey, hey, hey, close your mouths. Don't let your jaw drop to the floor."

"Wow, Rita, you're just too beautiful. So this is what it feels like to see an angel on earth. Boss, when can I have the chance to do Rita's makeup? I can die without regrets if I can do her makeup. Her face is an absolute masterpiece!"

Rita kept a faint smile on her face. "If you like, you can do my makeup the next time I come."

"Ah! Rita, are you serious? I have to record this. My schedule is wide open for you. As long as you allow me to do your makeup, I promise K pull out every trick in my arsenal to create the most amazing look for you! Oh, please, please, please let me experience what it feels like to work my magic on that face of yours."

The other makeup artists were also eager to try. They all looked atNôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Denny with hopeful eyes. While they were skilled in transforming ordinary-looking people into stars, doing makeup on Rita's flawless face was a different matter O altogether. They all longed to experience the joy of creating without any worries.

Unfortunately, every time Rita came, it was always Denny who took charge of everything for her, including choosing the tight-fitting gown she was wearing at that moment. Although it looked ordinary

in the shop, it fit Rita perfectly as if it were tailored for her.

Rita moved gracefully, her gown shimmering with every step as if she had the Milky Way draped over her. This only served to highlight her elegance.

"No wonder you were so determined to buy this haute couture. I thought it was for a specific client's request, but it was for Rita. Now that I think about it, it all makes sense."

Rita smiled at Denny. Even when he was away on business, he would occasionally find quirky dresses with Rita as inspiration and bring them back for her to wear.