Novel & Cerita Liv Morgan No Makeup

"You better get going, we all should… hey, Mom, maybe you can show me that cosmetics shop you mentioned earlier?" "You're already beautiful with no makeup, Mom," Zayne whispered. Please don't put on makeup or that will be the end of me. "Zach nodded in agreement. "If you start wearing makeup now, then your face will get used to it. Whenever you take off the makeup, you'll end up looking like Asa Vajda or Samara Morgan," "The who?" Lavender asked with irritation. I burst into laughter because I knew she had zero knowledge of horror movies so she had no idea who her children compared her to. Wait, how did they know about those horrific characters?

It hugged her slender figure, flawlessly revealing her perfect curves. Small diamonds studded her four ear piercings and a small bracelet adorned her slender wrist. Her makeup was extremely scrupulous, highlighting the fine features of her effeminate-looking face perfectly. Veronica was stunningly gorgeous and she simply exuded a classy disposition. The reporters gushed over her beauty. "Miss Morgan, you look very stunning tonight…" "Miss Morgan, who is your designer?" "I honestly don't know," she replied without the slightest hint of embarrassment. "If you want the designer, check with my assistant."

"Morgan, you... you are too bullying! Am I your puppet? Am I your servant girl?" Morgan didn't expect that the woman would cry suddenly. Her appearance can be described as miserable. Her hair was in a mess, a few hairs fell down on both sides of her cheeks, and her small face was covered with sweat and tears. The eyelashes and eye shadow are all glued around the eyes, like a clown.

When the lab's findings hit the livestream, the chat detonated. [The video is fake! Wendy was lying!] [So the wound on her belly is fake too! She was never pregnant!] [We got played. Wendy, you horrible woman!] [I was just cursing at May… I was cursing at a dead woman…] There was no blood left in Wendy's face. She watched the chat she had whipped into a frenzy turn on her one comment at a time. Her lips were shaking. "That isn't… That isn't what happened." She turned to Tristan.