Chapter 27 You! 4

"Red lipstick or nude pink?" Sofia was all over zhavia. She couldn't help but think about how perfect she wanted this meeting to go. The chances that these proud duo would ever meet each other again are very slim and she has to make this work. Her dream couple is finally going to become a reality.

Although she had no idea what happened that night, she had a strong feeling that her zhavia felt what she hadn't felt in a long time, her response that night could tell that something transpired.

Zhavia doesn't have feelings, everyone knows! But a few years back she did. She had so many emotions. Those years may have passed and all her emotions are nowhere to be found but deep down, they were there. Deep down, somehow, those emotions were just waiting to be explored once again. Something or someone has to discover them first and revive them again, then and then only will those emotions be found.

And somehow, something tells her that Nicholas Alviero Ross could be that person.

"Since when have I ever needed you in my make-up room?" Zhavia added a little more powder to her cheeks as she stood up with her assistant still wobbling around her. Sofia didn't even bother to answer her questions as she continued doing her job.

But of course, if Sofia doesn't bother her, who will?

She stood in front of the mirror and examined the outfit on her body that Sofia had already arranged before she got out of the bathroom, and it turned out nice. Sofia's fashion sense is not bad after all.

The black Prada gown didn't show much skin but exposed her white skin at the chest area in a v-line cut design, her tiny waist gave the dress a more seductive aura, allowing the belt around the waist to fit even better.

The long cut at the end of the dress made it even more seductive, exposing her white sexy glowing thigh. Her black hair was curled in big curls exposing her charming brown eyes, her lips were as sexy, and just from a look, anyone could tell how soft they were. She was ready.

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At Nicholas Ross's estate.

The rhythm of the vacuum cleaner and the sound the waxing machine made were enough to tell that it was going to be a busy day in the mansion. It looked like they were expecting someone important. The maids were doing their different duties in silence as Bennett watched, carefully examining what they did.

His boss was nowhere to be found. He wasn't in the room when he checked but he knew that Nicholas was somewhere around the house. He obviously is in the gym. That is where he releases everything he feels - which is nothing else but anger, before a meeting with anyone. He doesn't mix emotions with business.

Bennett walked into the kitchen as he supervised them as well. At least that is his job.

In the same minute.

A black Rolls Royce Sweptail stopped in front of the mansion. She had arrived. she was there.

The car came to a halt and one of the bodyguards that stood in front of the entrance of the mansion walked swiftly and opened the door of the car.

She stepped out.

Unhurriedly, she stood and examined her environment. Chin lifted in pride, and dim eyes were even dimmer.

One of the bodyguards went in and announced her arrival to Bennett that was already coming out of the kitchen.

"Sir, she's here".