Chapter 402
Andrew stared at Giselle for several seconds, as if struck by a thought, he tossed away the cigarette in his hand. "A pregnant woman really is different; such a fiery temperament."
"......."
Giselle mentally scoffed at Andrew with disbelief, too - he was such an idiot, and she dismissed with any further arguments.
"I'm leaving."
Andrew nodded to acknowledge, and before Giselle could walk away, he turned and strode into the makeup room.
Just as Giselle was about to make her exit, someone blocked her path.
"Miss Giselle, Ms. Nancy is look for you. She requested me to see if you could make some time to visit her in her lounge."
The messenger was Nancy's assistant, Doudou.
With rounded cheeks, Giselle instantly memorized her face.
Although unsure why Nancy wanted to see her, Giselle nonetheless nodded in compliance.
Following Doudou, they walked into Nancy's lounge.
Nancy was sat on a chair, a simple makeup table placed in front of her. A makeup artist was presently touching up her makeup.

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