The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 269 Isn't That How Makeup Works?

"Do you think Mr. Cyan is busy right now? Could he come with me to the bar to shoot a video?"

"We could always film it here at home," was the suggestion.

Film it at home? Samantha shook her head with a decisive grace. "No, it would completely ruin the atmosphere. The video just wouldn't have the right feel. I'd prefer to shoot it at the bar."

"Who says we don't have the right ambiance? I can have someone recreate the bar scene to match the video perfectly."

Recreate it perfectly? Sitting beside Finley, she arched an eyebrow with a mixture of skepticism and intrigue. "Well, since you're so adept, I'll leave the recreation to you. I'm eager to see what you can come up with."

Samantha found the video of Sylvan she intended to use, handing her phone to Finley with a sense of purpose. "Use this as your reference. And don't forget to call Mr. Cyan over. I need to transform him into Sylvan via makeup." Finley, slightly taken aback by Samantha's request, looked at her with mild surprise. "You can do that?"

Samantha's face lit up with confidence. "Absolutely. I'm quite skilled, you know."

Amused by her self-assured demeanor, Finley chuckled and gently ruffled her hair. He then picked up the phone and called Edmond, asking him to come over. Though Edmond was puzzled by the sudden invitation, he complied without hesitation.

Meanwhile, Finley worked diligently with the household staff to transform one of the rooms into a flawless replica of a bar's private booth. The result was an astonishingly precise recreation.

Every detail in the room mirrored the video exactly-the table, the drinks, and even the glasses.

After setting up colorful lights, Finley drew the curtains, enveloping the space in the perfect ambiance. The lights cast a warm glow on the couch, where Samantha went to check the angle. After a thoughtful pause, she remarked to Finley, "If you didn't know any better, you'd think this was the real thing. It looks identical.

"Even upon closer inspection, it's spot on. I even found a few maids whose figures are similar to the women in the video. Since you are so skilled at transformation makeup, I'll leave them in your capable hands."

Samantha nodded in agreement. "No problem. You did gather all the makeup I need, right?"

"They're all prepared and waiting. Go take a look, and if anything's missing, let me know, and I'll have it fetched for you."

"Understood."

Samantha went over to inspect the

makeup supplies. After a swift check, she turned to Finley.

"Everything's here and in order. Bring the maids over, and I'll start their makeup." en FindNovel

He nodded. "Sure thing."

Shortly after, Several maids gathered around Samantha. She directed them to sit down one by one and began her work with focused

efficiency. To expedite the prol

she worked on makeup for five of them simultaneously.

She meticulously painted one eyebrow on each maid before moving on to the rest of their faces.

Finley watched from the side, his concern growing as he observed Samantha's swift and tireless work. With a gentle tone, he spoke up. "Sam, why don't I find another

makeup artist to assist you?

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seems like a lot of work for just one

person."

Isn't that how makeup works?

"I don't need another makeup artist. I've got this covered."

With that, Samantha continued her work, her determination unwavering.

As time passed, and two hours later, Edmond finally arrived at Finley's house, having hurried over from the company.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

A servant guided him upstairs, where he entered the room and saw...