My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Addison Driscoll was a smart one. He walked over quickly and crouched next to the lady while reaching out to pinch her chin and raising her head.

It was quite a pretty face, but it was totally different from Phoebe.

The shocked and fearful expression was even more different.

Phoebe was cheerful and bubbly, she was crazy all day long, and was very brave.

Stanford looked at Lisa in disgust, throwing the photos on the manager’s face.

“Do you think I’m blind?”

Finishing his words, Stanford immediately took out his handgun, pulled the trigger, and pointed it out at the manager’s head.

Those who wasted his time, deserved to be killed.

The manager was so shocked that he peed in his pants, crying out in terror, “It’s her, it’s really her, after make-up she would be exactly like in the pictures!”

Stanford stopped pulling the trigger.

Seeing that there was hope, the manager quickly yelled at Lisa, “Quick go put on make-up, put on the make-up that you wore for the dance gala, quick, quick!”

Lisa lay on the ground trembling, and stuttered, “I, I’m scared…”

She had never seen such a big scene, and such a fierce person, he even had a gun ready to kill!

Just when she finished her words, a dark black handgun pointed at her temples.

Addison’s voice was cool, saying, “Our Master doesn’t have so much time to be wasted by you, I’ll give you ten minutes, if you can’t come up with the make-up, all of you will die.”

“Ah… I’ll do it, I’ll do it.”

Lisa screamed in fright, hurriedly climbed up, and looked for her make-up pouch from the counter.

She didn’t even care about her messy clothing, and didn’t care about the fact that so many people were looking at her, and started her make-up with trembling hands.

The manager looked at her actions, worrying that she would not do it well because of her fright and it would result in a large difference.

He quickly explained, “Lisa likes the face of Chinese people, so sometimes she will intentionally do a Chinese make-up, it looks like a mixed. Normally, normally… it is very popular among guests.”

Hearing this, Stanford’s eyes dimmed again.

face similar to Phoebe

by thinking of this, the hostility surrounding Stanford

a few metres away was also affected by this aura, she was so scared that her eyebrow pencil slipped

even dare to make a sound, trying their best to be

minutes arrived

like they

hands put down her make-up tools, and she

cold eyes looked

look, his pupils

allowed you to

Damn this woman!

because of her make-up technique, she had softened and changed her features. Looking at her now, she had

blur, the photos taken weren’t clear, resulting in them

a place for men and women

think even with their

was so shocked that he couldn’t care about anything else and had rushed over right

he hadn’t thought that it would be such a

the lady in the hair salon wasn’t Phoebe. This meant that she hadn’t ended

mad, mad that this woman had wasted his trip over, and he still hadn’t

wrong person, she is just Lisa, you,

This was too scary.

swept over him coldly, uninterested in

and walked coldly outside. While walking,

the police, and get this place

“Ah?!”

manager’s face changed, wailing for mercy, “Boss, please let us go, we are

when he got out from the hair salon,

is a video

his tracks, if it wasn’t something special that had happened, the villa

be that something had

taking the

he saw, after Ernest woke up, his carefully decorated fresh flowers and balloons, then Florence came back, stepping on the flower carpet,

of them stuck together, staying together blissfully with a flirtatious atmosphere between them, and he

at this, Stanford’s

tricks made him very

are you showing me

Trying to disgust him?