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A few minutes later, Molly smiled as she stared at Andra who was standing before the mirror, hooked on her reflection.

She had just finished plaiting Andra’s hair into a quick long braid as she didn’t have much time before she would have to rejoin Dominic in the car.

Andra was now in a black evening dress with red mid-heel sandals. She looked stunning and was wearing vibrant red lipstick to go with her red shoes.

“You look simple and outstanding.”

“I agree. Thank you.”

“You look like a lady.”

“Oh, please.”

“Hmm. Dominic will be uh…affected.”

“Don’t even go there.”

“Yeah. Pardon me. I forgot that this is simply business.”

“Exactly. This is just business. Which is why I hate that I have to be forced to dress like this. You don’t know how much I hate him. I mean, he is just a taxi driver and is so full of himself. I can’t stand him.”

“Hmm. I think he’s a real man. Fearless regardless of his status.”

Andra glared at her. “As I said, you are always saying the wrong things.”

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