Love after Divorce

Chapter 165

It was true that people with nasty thoughts see everything nasty.

Since Jasmine thought she would get back at her for what happened to Isaac, it would fail Jasmine if

she didn't follow through.

Violet sniggered, gripped the makeup bag and went into the bathroom.

In the dressing room.

Jasmine looked at the time and purposely called out, "What's wrong with Helena? The contest is about

to start, and she’s not come yet? Then what about these models? And their make-up?"

Hearing this, the person in charge also had an anxious look on his face.

He looked at Lucie, "Lucie, Helena is probably still trapped on the island. I'll have someone go find her

later. Now you have to help Helena put on makeup for models."

Lucie looked at the door, still didn't see Violet's figure, so she nodded, "Okay."

"Lucie, I’m looking forward to it! Please put on the most suitable makeup for Jane!"

Jasmine was incomparably relieved and her smile was unusually bright.

Lucie gave a slight nod and prepared to work.

At that moment, footsteps sounded at the door.

"Wait a minute."

Violet walked in from outside, carrying her makeup bag.

She was wearing a white professional suit, and its slim cut outlined her waist.

Her pretty face was with exquisite make-up, and her straight black hair was draped over her shoulders.

She walked in leisurely, bringing in fragrant breeze.

Enchanting and domineering.

"Violet, you're back!"

Jasmine's eyes widened with a stunned look.

Violet put her make-up bag on the table and smiled coldly.

"Miss Jasmine, why are you so surprised seeing me? Did you do something wrong?"

"I ..."

Jasmine blushed and glared at Violet.

Bitch! How did she show up!?

How did beasts on the island not bite her to death!?

"Helena, are you okay?"

Lucie asked with concern as she looked Violet up and down.

"I'm fine. Thanks for your concern."

Violet smiled, then looked at the person in charge, "Please let all the irrelevant people out of the

dressing room. We're going to start working."

"Okay. Everyone please leave immediately."

The person in charge was greatly relieved to see Violet back intact, and hurriedly asked the idle people

to leave the dressing room.

"I demand other person to apply makeup to Jane."

Jasmine scowled at Violet, clearly feeling her coldness.

This woman would definitely get back at her!

She wanted to change the makeup artist!

"This ..."

"OK. But Miss Jasmine, wait until you become a superior of this section before you give orders to me."

Without waiting for the person in charge to speak, Violet returned in a light voice.

"Sorry, Miss Jasmine. You'd better go out."

The person in charge smiled sarcastically and gestured for Jasmine to go out.

Jasmine's face changed for a moment, and was forcibly pulled out of the dressing room by the person

in charge.

"Okay, let's get started."

Violet laid out the makeup tools one by one and said to Lucie.

"Okay."

Lucie responded, feeling that Violet was extraordinarily dominant today.

Jane Tate in the crowd looked at Violet and her heart was racing.

She went to Violet's side and said cautiously, "Helena, are you okay? I'm sorry. Yesterday I was too

capricious and had to go into the woods. So you couldn't go back to the resort with us."

Violet glanced at her and made a plausible smile.

"I won’t blame you. Miss Jane, you’re just too dedicated, aren’t you?"

Violet’s words sounded so commonplace, but to Jane's ears they were unbearably harsh. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Why did she feel as if Violet knew something?

"Miss Jane, please sit down for a moment. After I finish putting on the makeup for these two, I'll help

you."

Violet spoke in a light voice, and her cool and beautiful face showed no emotion.

Jane swallowed, uneasily walked aside to sit down.