Chapter 165

"Come with me," Marion said, leading her toward a secluded corner.

There, a makeup artist was waiting.

Debra sat down in front of the mirror, watching as Marion, already in exaggerated makeup, examined his reflection. She chuckled, "Even without a mask, I wouldn't recognize you like this."

Marion calmly replied, "Even if you wore a mask and even more dramatic makeup, I'd still recognize you."

Debra blushed at his words, her heart fluttering slightly. The makeup artist quickly touched up her makeup and brought out her costume—a clown outfit, just as Debra had requested.

As the artist worked, Debra asked, "Has Juan arrived?"

Marion's expression soured at the mention of Juan. He replied nonchalantly, "I don't know."

Debra turned to him, surprise etched on her face. "Don't know? If he doesn't come today, then all this acting will be for nothing."

Marion shrugged, a hint of jealousy in his voice. "Whether he comes or not doesn't matter. Just knowing that the masquerade is fully book