Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant
Chapter 7 A Sharp-Tongued Wife
The press conference was set for two in the afternoon, in a meeting room at the Empire Group Building.
Having been treated to a good meal by Matthew, Blanca stayed nice and obedient. A makeup artist did a light bit of makeup on her, while a stylist fitted her with a tuxedo.
She stood before the mirror and looked at the elegant lady in the mirror, a little happy, but also a little troubled, and most of all, she wasn’t used to it.
Was this still her?
Did she have to keep on with the acting from now on?
Thinking about that, she tugged uncomfortably at the tight straps of the dress.
Matthew went into the makeup studio, their gazes meeting in the mirror. Seeing the pale, tall girl there, Matthew’s gaze deepened.
Blanca rubbed her neck, a little embarrassed. “Is it strange? I haven’t worn a lot of dresses.”
Matthew stared for a while, then said coolly, “It’ll do.”
She actually looked pretty, with defined features, and a slender but well-proportioned body.
eyes were still, they seemed
sort of elegance that came with birth was nobler than Matthew had
was hard to imagine some girl with such a humble background carrying this sort
If it really was hers, then her identity wasn’t that of a regular
used to wearing high heels. Can you help me up in a bit? This is too tall! And it’s hard on my feet…” Blanca walked up in front of Matthew, feeling like she was on stilts
look at her shoes and said mildly, “If you promise not to trip today, I’ll take you
pain seemed to disappear, and she slapped
the conference room, where the reporters
shutters, Blanca grew nervous, and
a pretty tempting smile. No wonder
“You look pretty kind when you smile.
wearing the smile while
have the nerve to tease him after
major media outlets to retract the photo of him together with his wife, or they would be sued
throughout the process and nod. It was a bit boring, but it was also a new experience being the center of
conference drew to the part where
Blanca and asked, “If you were engaged with Mr. Grant at the time, Mrs. Grant, why would