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Clarence said something to Stella that she would never forget. She was only his helper outside. But she would not be his wife even when they were back at home.

Stella was well aware of it. They could only take what they needed from their marriage.

"Assistant?" Drea nodded again and gave her a mischievous glance before letting out a final sigh. “Okay, follow your advice. Come seat down here now."

As Stella approached, Drea began to brush her hair. "Are you going to fix my hair?"

"Obviously. There's no way you could attend a party like this." Drea moved quickly. She gave Stella some bangs and assisted with her hair.

Stella had lovely, silky hair. Drea’s cropped bangs enhanced the beauty of her face by hanging down on her cheeks. Drea also gave her hair a lot of volume and curls.

She then applied Stella’s cosmetics. "Done." Drea clapped her fingers in front of Stella’s face as she was dozing off in the chair.

With a start, Stella opened her eyes. A woman with long hair, pa