Chapter 222

She was still dazed when Grace Thompson had already dragged her into the lounge. As a makeup artist, Grace always had her kit on her. Without asking, she got right to it. Maria Lewis gave up resisting and asked, "Why are you doing my makeup just because Amelia White is showing up?" "Because I don’t want her looking better than you." "Why though?" Grace paused for a beat. "I ship you and Mr. Bennett." Maria blinked. So it wasn’t some deep realization—just this? Noticing Maria’s expression darken after her confession, Grace got a little nervous. "Maria, are you mad?" Maria felt all kinds of things. Was she angry? Not really—Grace's age, fangirling a celebrity couple wasn't weird at all. She hadn’t caused trouble or interfered with Maria or James Bennett. It was like having a favorite pairing in a drama. But saying she wasn’t mad didn’t feel truthful either. Something about it just felt off, unsettling in a way she couldn’t explain. Still, Grace hadn’t actually done anything wrong. Maria