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My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Niklaus Sands

He parked his car properly and got down the car. He walked to my side and looked at me. “There is ball tonight at a hotel. I need to get you some nice outfits, your current

outfit will embarrass me.”

We entered the store and Lance waved for the staff there. “Dress her up.”

The 2 female staffs pulled me away and chose a black evening gown for me. The back of the gown was very revealing and it was a very sexy dress. My body has always been in good shape so this gown would fit me perfectly, I guess. They picked a pair of heels for me too.

Then, a male makeup artist approached me and started putting makeup of my face. I was a little flustered and awkward. I wasn’t used to people touching my face.

Lance sat on the sofa beside, staring at me, not saying a word. What’s there to see

“Your store doesn’t have a female makeup artist?” he asked suddenly.

The male makeup artist was shocked, he must have thought that Lance was judging his skills. The staffs smiled awkwardly and said: “He’s our best artist here.”

Lance furrowed his brows and said: “Change to a female.”

I waved my hands and said: “It’s fine, I’ll do my own makeup.”

I’m a lady who likes to stay pretty, of course I would know how to put on my own makeup.

“Why didn’t you say anything just now, since you know makeup and still allowed a man to touch you? Don’t you know how revealing your gown is? He could literally see anything from the back!”

Lance mumbled out of nowhere. I stared at him in shock. A thought crossed my mind but I told myself to stop, it was a stupid thought.

I put on sheer makeup and tied my hair into an elegant bun, with a little bit of side hair falling beside my face, making me look very elegant.

In the gown and makeup, I look stunning. I turned around and asked Lance: “How do I look?”

He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, staring at me he said: “Not bad.”

When Lance swiped his credit card, I caught a glimpse of the price. My jaw nearly dropped, it was almost twenty thousand dollars, but I should have known, the brand was

 

Chapter 22 Niklaus Sands Versace.

Getting in his car, I noticed Lance throwing me glances every now and then. Although I was leaning towards the window, pretending to look outside, I still noticed but I didn’t confront him.

Seems like Lance wasn’t as different as any other men.

Arriving at the ball, everyone came up to Lance when they noticed him. They were all trying to welcome him and greet him.

“Mr Mason came all the way to attend to ball, I apologize if this doesn’t meet your standard!” the one who said this was a man in a maroon coloured suit. he was tall, and had a very nice body structure. Although he was a man, he was very pretty.

Although he looked feminine, he didn’t give off the feminine vibe.

“After so many years, Mr Sands looked even more beautiful! My heart nearly skipped a beat.” Lance shook the man’s hand and joked. The people around laughed at his joke.

The guy named Mr Sands stared at me up and down and said: “Not as beautiful as this young lady here, introduce her, Lance.”

Lance let go of his hands and pointed at me: “Just a partner.”

“Oh? Partner?” Mr Sands emphasized ‘partner’ long enough.

Everyone around us immediately thought I was ‘that kind of partner. Lance put me in an ugly spot.

T heard Mr Sands said: “Lucky you to have such a gorgeous partner.”

“Just a woman, no such thing as lucky or not lucky.” Lance said casually.

The people who attended this ball were all upper class people. People who were rich and powerful, even nobles.

From the guests’ conversations, I heard that this ball was the biggest ball of the year, organized to welcome Mr Sands back from the States. He finished his PhD studies and was only 26 this year. His family owns the one of the biggest property company in this place.

The Sand’s Family is the Mason’s biggest rival in the project for the Lay Water Park. I thought it’s time for me to get to know Mr Sands.

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