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Chapter 46
A series of heel clicks could be heard rushing up, revealing the impatience of the
newcomer.
Soon, a head poked out from the corner where the stairs were.
“Vivian!”
The grating voice caused Kevan’s brow to furrow.
Having spent so many years in the entertainment industry, Vivian’s observation skills were as sharp as
a tack. The moment she noticed Kevan’s expression shift, she immediately went and blocked the
newcomer at the stairs.
“Karin! Why didn’t you let me know that you were coming?” She grinned.
Karin’glared at her. “Don’t I often come by without telling you that I am? But this is the first time I’ve
been intercepted by your staff downstairs.”
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She still had a nasty countenance, but the insolence and arrogance shown toward the staff before were
not displayed in front of Vivian. Only her tone remained unfriendly as she complained.
Vivian hugged her arm with affection as she tried to soothe her gently. “Well, that’s because someone
booked the third floor! Just wait downstairs for a little, hmm? I’ll be finished soon, and it’ll be your turn
to be styled, alright?”
“No,” Karin said.
Seeing the smile freeze on Vivian’s face, Karin’s attitude turned soft at once, and an expression of
being wronged appeared on her face.
“I have to attend a banquet today. It starts at 7 pm. I have to leave here at 6:30 pm at the latest. You
know as well as I do that it takes two to three hours to style me…‘
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Vivian had worked with Karin several times, and their relationship was pretty good. Not to mention the
fact that Karin was an A–list actress, Vivian naturally did not want to offend her.
As for that “Mr. Shields“… although he was not a man of many words, he was clearly not someone to
trifle with either, based on his powerful and imposing aura.
Vivian could only come up with a compromise. “If you’re really in a rush, I’ll intercede on your behalf.
You pick your clothes on the third floor and try them on downstairs. Let Amanda style you, how about
that? She’s the second–best stylist in this studio right after me, and she’s styled many socialites for
banquets and is quite
experienced.”
Although Karin was very displeased, she still agreed to it. “Fine.”
Vivian was one of the top stylists in the industry. She needed her in the future. Thus, she did not want
to create an embarrassing situation.
Having taken care of Karin, Vivian was partially relieved. Right after that, she ran back to Kevan in her
heels.
Larissa had gone to try on her clothes, and Kevan was waiting for her on the sofa. Hearing the sound
of clicking heels, he turned over to look, a hint of suspicion in his apathetic eyes.
When she locked eyes with him, Vivian was shocked to feel her heart racing. After taking time to
compose herself, she carefully said, “Mr. Shields, it’s like this…” Because she was asking him for a
favor, she bent her head. “I have a customer who is in a rush. Would it be possible for you to do us a
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companion.”
Kevan raised an eyebrow, and his voice was cold. “I do seem to recall that I reserved this floor.” He did
not show much emotion, but it was easy to sense that he was unhappy.
Smiling apologetically, Vivian continued politely, “We just need ten minutes, and I’ll refund a portion of
the payment you made as compensation.”
Seeing that Kevan was unmoved, Vivian brought out her trump card. “You might know the customer,
Mr. Shields. It’s the famous star, Karin Gallagher.”
The name got Kevan’s blank face to shift. Vivian was just rejoicing in secret when she heard him say,
“Not even for a second.”
Staring at the stylist, Kevan said, “Ms. Watts, we signed a contract.” His sharp gaze caused Vivan to
hunch and look down.
“If you insist on letting her come up, that means the contract is breached. I have the right to demand for
double compensation–not just something as simple as a partial refund.”