After a while, the makeup artist completed Summer's makeup and made the last tinker.
Keeping her head in position, Summer looked at the makeup artist out of the corner of her eye and asked softly, "I feel something in my clothes. It's prickly in the back. Would you please take a look later?"
Summer was so polite and the makeup artist smiled and replied, "Alright."
When the makeup was done, Summer said, "Others can leave us alone. She needs to stay and see what's inside my clothes." As she spoke, she pointed at the makeup artist.
The others did not say anything and went out one after another.
Trevin was confident that Summer would not be able to escape.
When the makeup artist saw them out, she said, "Alright, I'll take a look for you."
Summer shook her head. "Can you lock the door?"
"Alright." The makeup artist felt that Summer might be introverted and went to lock the door.
Summer turned to look at her.
In her early twenties, the makeup artist was not tall, and looked very innocent. She did whatever she was told.
When she went to lock the door, Summer turned her wheelchair forward and reached for a bottle of lotion on the dressing table.
It was new and heavy in her hands as the bottle was made of glass.
As long as she aimed it well and with force, she would definitely knock the makeup artist unconscious.
Summer hid the lotion in the wheelchair and pulled the hem of her skirt to cover it.
The makeup artist would be back soon.
Summer looked into the mirror and moved the wheelchair backwards. She leaned forward slightly and pointed somewhere on her back. "Here. Take a look for me."
The makeup artist walked behind her.
Summer said, "It's inconvenient for you to take a look behind me. Come in front of me."
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