Chapter 91: Enemy Of Enemy
Arabelle stared at her reflection with an air of dissatisfaction. The reflection in the ornate mirror displayed her perfectly styled hair, but it was clear that she was far from content with the result.
As Arabelle’s stylist meticulously worked on her hair, she couldn’t help but sigh softly, her expression revealing her unhappiness.
She sighed and complained softly, "I just can’t seem to get the right look today. It’s like something’s missing. Just get me someone else if you cannot understand what to do!"
The high-end salon was a luxurious oasis nestled in the heart of the city, adorned with crystal chandeliers, plush velvet furniture, and the faint scent of exotic orchids in the air. It was the kind of place where the elite of the elite came to be pampered, and Arabelle was a regular fixture there. The stylist’s hands trembled as she heard the girl complain.
This rich girl was known to have a bad temper. The previous hair stylist had lost their job here because she had failed to give her the exact hair color that she wanted. No amount of explanation worked on this woman.
Quickly, the hair stylist stepped back and bowed," I’ll go get someone more experienced, Miss Arabelle. Please excuse me a moment."
But even as she walked out, leaving the esteemed patron reclining on a fine leather chair, she had no idea what to do. She was the most experienced of all stylists and she had done everything she could to satisfy the customer. But Miss Arabelle seemed intent on making a fuss today.
Arabelle glared at herself once again. There had to be something she could do to attract his attention tomorrow. Great Uncle had promised to announce her marriage tomorrow. It was a big day for her. She could not afford to look less than perfect when she stood next to Demetri.
While she pondered this, she heard a woman’s voice dripping with entitlement as she announced," I am here for an appointment. I want your most experienced stylist."