Off Shoulder Dress

"Should I buy a pizza patent so our son can enjoy all kinds of pizza he wants?"

Anne's eyes widened when she read the message that Jack sent. She couldn't believe what crazy thing was going through the man's mind to want to buy a pizza patent. The food had existed hundreds of years ago. Even the adorable video of Christian couldn't make Anne smile. Her mind was still on the message she had just read. 

"Sorry, Madam, please don't look down. I'm afraid your hairdo will be messy," said a hair stylist who was arranging Anne's hair.

Anne looked at the large mirror in front of her. "Never mind, don't arrange it again. I think that's enough, I don't want to overdo it."

"You can't, Madam, tonight's event is very special. That's why I have to provide special services for you too, there's no way I'll let you appear casual when you have dinner with Master," answered the hair stylist quickly.