Chapter 126

"Where is our group's car model?" Joyce asked as she ate, "Why hasn't

she come yet?"

“Yeah, oh, I'll call them and ask them to hurry up. It'll be too late for

makeup.” Juanita finished her sandwich in three bites, took out her cell

phone, and was just about to dial the number.

And right at that moment, they heard the sound of high heels, "Ta-da-

da".

They all looked up toward the source of the sound.

They saw a flaming red sultry figure walking in, with an arrogant

posture and an extremely low neckline, sexy and hot.

A typical Martha showup.

When she saw Martha, Juanita's expression collapsed, "Joyce, it's

over, it's over. I can't believe I forgot something this important, Martha is

the car model of the group, and she will certainly come today. It's over.

She saw you."

Fearlessly, Joyce met Martha's provocative gaze with a straight face

and a natural smile.

Last time Martha just had to give in since she knew Charlotte and

Luther were engaged. But then it was revealed that Luther and Joyce

had gotten a marriage license. How would she give in to Joyce

willingly? Alas, it was just that Luther didn't answer her calls at all.

"Yo, Cinderella's here too." Martha looked down at the blue overalls

Joyce was wearing with contempt, "It's true that a chicken is a chicken,

and you can't turn into a phoenix just by putting on feathers."

She had now learned her lesson from the slap Joyce last time and

known better than to fight with Joyce. However, she just would not give

in.

Today everyone was here to work, and there were models from other

companies around. Joyce didn't want to make things too awkward, so

Joyce did not answer her at all.

Juanita vacated a table for Martha and smiled sweetly, "Please sit here

for makeup."

The other models looked at Martha, most of them with envy and

jealousy, as Martha was a top-notch model herself and her family was

rich. It was the ceiling of their dreams.

Martha looked around in disgust, "No VIP dressing rooms this year?"

Juanita said with a smile on her face, “I'm sorry. We don’t have enough

booths this year and there is no extra room. I'm sorry."

Martha reluctantly sat down and tossed her clutch bag on the table, "It's

so degrading to have me do my makeup with them."

Juanita awkwardly asked the makeup artist to come forward.

R&S Group's make-up artists were the best in the world. The makeup

box alone was worth a million.

“I want a thick makeup today. The more colors you use, the better.”

Martha said with her eyes closed.

"But, the theme of today's car show is vintage nostalgia. You need to

wear ancient costumes. I will try to make it a bit more nostalgic.” The

makeup artist replied.

"What!" Martha opened her eyes and jerked to her feet, disgruntled,

“I've always gone for the sexy route. How am I supposed to show off

my body if you guys make me wear vintage clothes? No, I won't do it.

You guys don't have to worry about the costumes, I brought my own

Dior sets."

Juanita was puzzled, "But the cars on display today are all vintage

models, and so are the plans. Didn't we send you a copy before?"

Martha didn't even open it, “I don't care. If you can't meet my demands,

you'll have to find someone else.”

"But," Juanita said, "I can't really change the plan on the fly, and I don't

have that much power."

"Humph." Martha turned around condescendingly and walked away,

dropping a harsh remark, “Then call the one who should be in charge

and come back to me."

"Hey..." Juanita stomped her foot in anxiety. It's all over, what should

she do now?

At this time, the makeup artist's eyes fell on Joyce, whom she did not

know, and asked curiously, "Aren't you also a car model? I think your

temperament is very suitable for today's outfit. Can I'll do your

makeup?"