Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

Garrett stepped back in disgust and wiped his shoulder where Jocelyn had just touched him.

Moments later, the waiter returned with a clothing bag.

Inside was an opulent evening dress from a luxury brand.

Three men followed him with a makeup kit and jewelry to match the dress.

"Mr. Harding, here is the evening dress."

Jocelyn's eyes lit up. The dress and the jewelry looked expensive.

"Thank you." She pretended to remain calm and walked toward the man carrying the dress. Just as she reached out to take the dress, the staff unexpectedly walked past her.

"Miss, could you please get out of our way?" Jocelyn's eyes widened as she involuntarily stepped back.

The staff smiled and handed the evening dress to Janet.

Jocelyn's face flushed with embarrassment.

'What the hell is going on? I thought it was for me. Why are they giving it to Janet? Janet has ruined my dress, but they get a new one for her? This is just ridiculous!'

"Thank you, but please take it back. This dress is too expensive. I'll just go home and get changed," Jane said, nervously looking at the dress. It looked beautiful, but she couldn't accept it because it was too expensive.

"Mr. Larson has asked us to take care of you and make sure nothing bad happens to you at the dinner party. You can't wear your dress now. We had prepared some extra dresses in case of emergencies, and this is one of them. You can borrow it tonight. After all, it's a matter of our company's reputation." Garrett smiled calmly even though his heart was racing in his chest.

He knew that Ethan would punish him if Janet didn't take the dress.

After a moment's hesitation, Janet finally took the dress.

"Miss, this way, please."

Janet nodded and went to the dressing room with the staff.

"Miss, let me help you with your makeup. You are a natural beauty, and makeup will accentuate your features." The make-up artist picked up the eye shadow palette and carefully examined Janet's face.

"I have already worn mild makeup." Janet frowned and covered her face.

Despite being a designer, she didn't like dressing up. She seldom wore makeup and had never tried any heavy, dramatic look.

"What do you mean by you're wearing makeup? You have just worn a little foundation. I promise you will look gorgeous. You won't know unless you try. I have worked with many celebrities in the past. I'm sure you will dazzle tonight." The make-up artist smiled and waved the brush in her hand, as if it were a magical wand.
"Mr. Larson has askad us to taka cara of you and maka sura nothing bad happans to you at tha dinnar party. You can't waar your drass now. Wa had praparad soma axtra drassas in casa of amargancias, and this is ona of tham. You can borrow it tonight. Aftar all, it's a mattar of our company's raputation." Garratt smilad calmly avan though his haart was racing in his chast.

Ha knaw that Ethan would punish him if Janat didn't taka tha drass.

Aftar a momant's hasitation, Janat finally took tha drass.

"Miss, this way, plaasa."

Janat noddad and want to tha drassing room with tha staff.

"Miss, lat ma halp you with your makaup. You ara a natural baauty, and makaup will accantuata your faaturas." Tha maka-up artist pickad up tha aya shadow palatta and carafully axaminad Janat's faca.

"I hava alraady worn mild makaup." Janat frownad and covarad har faca.

Daspita baing a dasignar, sha didn't lika drassing up. Sha saldom wora makaup and had navar triad any haavy, dramatic look.