“So what if I like someone? What does that have to do with you, Ms. Tammy?” Tammy froze for a second, then immediately frowned. “Of course it matters. Don’t ask why—just tell me!” “Why doesn’t Ms. Tammy just tell me who you have your eye on?” Her face turned bright red the second I said that. She instantly looked flustered and shy. Her agent quickly tugged on her arm, signaling her to shut her mouth. “Tammy doesn’t have a crush on anyone.” “Alright then, if there’s no one, I won’t ask.” I smiled softly, letting the matter drop. She was one of the most popular rising stars in the industry, with a promising future and millions of male fans. If rumors of a secret crush got out, it could seriously impact her career. After the brief introduction, we were both led into the makeup room. Tammy wouldn’t sit still the entire time. As she got her makeup done, she constantly complained that the makeup artist wasn’t highlighting her features properly. She picked at everything—completely acting like a spoiled princess. “Hey, you made my eyes look too small! What is this? This glitter is so ugly. Are you even a real makeup artist? If you don’t know what you’re doing, maybe don’t be one. I’ve never seen someone with such awful technique.” I frowned, unable to stay silent, and walked over to take a look. At first glance, the makeup didn’t look bad. But something was definitely missing. Tammy had been in the industry for a while now. She could tell at a glance whether makeup was good or not. “Ms. Tammy, it’s not my fault. I did my best…” The makeup artist sounded a little hurt, but she knew her skills weren’t up to par. I patted her on the shoulder. “It’s alright. I’ll take over. Go take a break.” “I just can’t believe a huge place like Eclipse Pack doesn’t have a single decent makeup artist. It’s honestly embarrassing,” Tammy scoffed, arms crossed, totally smug. “Ms. Tammy, don’t jump to conclusions. Why don’t you let me try?” I smiled. Tammy gave me a once-over, clearly unimpressed. “You? Please. You think I’d let just anyone touch my face?”“You haven’t even seen what I can do yet. Why don’t you sit down and let me give it a shot?” I grabbed some remover pads and cleaned off the makeup on her face, then started patting on toner. “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” Without makeup, Tammy looked like a peeled egg—fair-skinned, delicate, and adorable. “Of course,” I said as I carefully prepped her skin. “Your face is already very cute. You just need a little concealer. Don’t go too heavy on the foundation.” “Hm, you’ve got a point. My past makeup artists always wanted me to look as pale as possible, like a porcelain doll. But I never really liked that. It felt fake, like it wasn’t really me.” I nodded. “Exactly. As for this glitter—it's making you look cheap. Let’s swap it for feathers at the corners of your eyes, then dust some gold powder on top.” As I explained, I started working. My hands moved swiftly and precisely, and before long, I was done. The moment I stepped back, even the makeup artist nearby widened her eyes in shock. Tammy had always been known as a real-life Barbie, but this was the first time anyone had seen her look this ethereal. She stared at her reflection, mouth slightly open, speechless. “You’re amazing.” I smiled at her, finding her childish honesty kind of endearing. So straightforward. So genuine. I liked that. “You like it?” I took a gold accessory and gently clipped it into her hair. “Now you really look like a fairy.” “I look just like an angel! Raelynn, I can’t believe your makeup skills are this good!” Tammy blushed, looking down shyly. “I’m sorry for the way I talked to you earlier…” “It’s fine,” I said with a soft laugh. “As long as you like it.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Why don’t you become my personal makeup artist? I’ll pay you well! You probably make a few hundred grand a year at Eclipse Pack, right? I’ll give you a million. How’s that?” I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. Typical teenage idol—no filter at all. But she was genuinely cute. I looked at her. “Wow, little miss has money to burn, huh?” “Of course! I mean, I’m not super famous or anything, but I can definitely afford that much.” I laughed. “Alright, let’s not talk about that now. I still need to get my makeup done. We’ll talk after we wrap the shoot.” Next up was my turn. Since it was my first time changing up my style, I asked the makeup artist to ditch the usual sweet and innocent look and go for something bolder. They put me in a strapless black gown, and my makeup was deep and dramatic. When the makeup artist finished and saw me in the mirror, she stood there stunned, completely silent. Clearly, she was blown away. I was too. I’d been worried this look wouldn’t suit me, but surprisingly, it worked. Not only did it suit me—it added a sultry edge I’d never seen in myself before. Damn. I really am the most gorgeous girl alive. Just then, Aiden walked in. The second he saw me, he froze.