CHAPTER 32: THE BOSS LADY IS TRULY BEAUTIFUL

Jensen Sterling’s team already knew he was married and were even afraid the news might leak. They’ve already prepared PR statements in advance, fearing a sudden outbreak might catch them off-guard.

They wrote everything they needed to, did everything required, and even prepared several plans. There were statements for making it public, for denying it, and even suggesting they were just friends. They had all kinds of PR statements ready.

They were so well-prepared, but most of them had only seen his bride online, mostly from watching Mia Sutton’s old videos, leaving a rather average impression.

Therefore, they were really curious about Mr. Sterling’s chosen bride; they couldn’t understand why he married someone like her.

Upon seeing her in person, everyone was suddenly stunned, and after a moment, they collectively, energetically greeted, "Hello, Mrs. Sterling."

Internally, everyone finally understood why the boss married her. Without saying anything else, she was truly beautiful. Standing beside Jensen Sterling, she didn’t lose any ground; on the contrary, they looked particularly harmonious together.

Mia Sutton leaned slightly against Jensen Sterling, her fingers gently pulling on his sleeve.

Jensen noticed her movement, slightly lowered his eyes, and saw the young lady’s beautiful eyes flicker momentarily. Her rosy lips parted slightly, probably startled, but she quickly recovered and smiled a bright smile, "Hello, everyone."

"Let’s go get styled," Jensen said warmly, raising his hand to affectionately tousle her soft hair.

"Okay."

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Sitting quietly in the chair, Mia allowed them to do her makeup.

"Mrs. Sterling, do you have any specific requirements for your makeup?"

Mia shook her head and said, "Do as you see fit." Then added, "Don’t call me Mrs. Sterling, just call me by my name."

Even though Mia said this, they couldn’t just directly address her by her name, so they opted to call her Ms. Sutton.

With her eyes gently closed, the makeup artist worked on Mia’s face.

"Ms. Sutton, your skin is so nice," a female staff member couldn’t help but admire as she looked at her skin. It was very delicate and smooth, no visible pores, not to mention any acne or dark circles—none at all.

Even though artists take great care of their skin and use top-tier cosmetics, due to work and various late nights, their faces tend to have some imperfections. But Mia had none; her skin was extremely supple.

"Ms. Sutton, your eyelashes are so long, no need for false lashes."

"Ms. Sutton, your lip shape is very beautiful, you can go straight to lipstick."

"Ms. Sutton, your nose is quite high, you don’t really need much contouring."

In no time, the female makeup artist almost praised Mia from top to bottom.

It was only after realizing she had gone a bit overboard; usually, during makeup, apart from necessary communication, she wouldn’t talk so much. She didn’t know why she ended up saying so much with Mia.

"Sorry, Ms. Sutton, I just find your features so outstanding that I lost track of my words," she spoke with a slight guilt, hoping Ms. Sutton wouldn’t find her annoying.

Mia looked at her and smiled, "It’s okay." Then she tilted her head slightly and said, "Besides, weren’t you just complimenting me?"

The makeup artist couldn’t help but chuckle, not knowing why she felt Ms. Sutton was so charming.

Even as a girl, talking to her made her heart race.

The makeup was finished quickly, without excessive embellishment, just a slight refinement on her features, as doing too much would detract from her own inherent look.