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.

the case, Lisa had a face similar

of this, the hostility surrounding Stanford was

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

their best to be invisible, wanting to disappear immediately and ignore their presence.

minutes arrived

instead felt like they had endured a

hands put down her make-up tools, and she looked at Stanford tentatively,

eyes looked towards

his

“Who allowed you to put on this

Damn this woman!

Phoebe, but because of her make-up technique, she had softened and changed

taken weren’t clear, resulting in

a hair salon, a place for men

this place, they could think even with their toenails what would have happened

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

hadn’t thought that it would be

salon wasn’t Phoebe. This meant that she

woman had wasted his trip over, and he still

looking for the wrong person, she is just Lisa, you, you please let me go.”

This was too scary.

coldly, uninterested

turned around and walked coldly outside. While walking, he threw out some

and get this place

“Ah?!”

mercy, “Boss, please let us go, we are just a small business…

when he got out from the hair salon,

this is a video sent

that had happened, the villa wouldn’t send over a video for him to

it be that something

frowned, quickly taking the

saw, after Ernest woke up, his carefully decorated fresh flowers and balloons, then Florence came back,

flirtatious atmosphere between them, and he even felt the atmosphere was almost about to fly out

at this, Stanford’s unhappiness got even

tricks made

“Why are you showing me

Trying to disgust him?