Originally, her makeup was icy and glamorous.
But now, it had begun to smudge.
Agnes decided to remove all of her makeup, revealing her naturally clean and clear complexion.
Agnes had been constantly exposed to the elements as an outdoor interviewer. As result, her skin tone had slightly changed due to the constant weather exposure. However, her naturally resilient skin hadn't taken long to regain its original healthy glow after she had returned home.
After removing her makeup, Sasha looked at her reflection in the mirror, and she felt much more at ease and comfortable.
She casually ran her fingers through her hair, then turned and walked out of her bedroom.
As she stepped out, the melodious waltz music filled the air.
From the second-floor balcony, Agnes watched the grand hall below.
Bella was dancing the opening number with Kearney.
Soon, others joined them, their graceful steps carrying them onto the dance floor.
The scene was reminiscent of a fairytale featuring a prince and a princess.
An ancient, luxurious castle, the shimmering crystal chandeliers, the old-fashioned gentleman's band, and the prince and princess sharing a dance.
Looking at it, Kearney and Bella seemed quite the pair, even though there was a noticeable age gap between them.
But she thought of the kind of woman Kearney liked, such as Phenix, and Bella and Phenix were two extremes.
One was a fiery rose growing on a cliff, while the other was an orchid grown in a greenhouse, tender and delicate.
It was unlikely that Kearney would fancy Bella.
Engrossed in watching the two of them, Agnes' forehead creased slightly in thought.
She was completely unaware of a tall figure slowly ascending the staircase, coming to stand beside her.
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