Chapter 177

The maid and makeup artist greeted Tyler as he entered, "Mr. Tyler." He responded with a flat acknowledgment before approaching Olivia. Since their recent conflict, Olivia hadn't initiated much conversation with him, but she called out, "Tyler." Stopping behind her, he asked, looking into the mirror, "How much longer?" Olivia wasn't sure if he was addressing her or the makeup artist, who remained silent. She replied, "We've just started. It'll probably take over an hour more." Tyler glanced at her again. Although the makeup artist had only started, Olivia looked stunning today. She sat there like a blooming flower, pretty and lively. In the warm light of the room, Olivia noticed that his stern, cold face seemed somewhat gentler. Yet, she could still discern deep emotions in his eyes. "Are you tying your hair up?" She nodded. "Mm-hmm, I think so." Tyler stared at her in the mirror before instructing the makeup artist, "Just keep it light and natural." "Sure, Mr. Tyler