Truly, it's such an injustice to Viola Thompson! At the end of the conversation, Elena Williams sighed and said, "Even now, I still think Viola marrying that young Mr. Lentz is such a waste! Viola is someone with international renown, and even if young Mr. Lentz has nothing, that'd be one thing, but his reputation is so awful! Honestly, Viola is something else! Out of all the outstanding men in the world she could've easily chosen, she picked someone no one even respects!" As Viola's aunt, Elena Williams was also considering things from Viola's perspective. She hoped Viola could marry the best young man in the world, rather than settle for mediocrity her whole life. Penny Kalafatis stayed quiet. In truth, she also felt Viola had married beneath her, but at least Terrence Lentz had decent character and was very handsome. After a moment, Penny Kalafatis added, "Second Sister-in-law, fame and fortune are secondary. Viola's happiness is the most important thing." Hearing this, Elena Williams laughed aloud, "Well, I can absolutely vouch for this—Viola marrying young Mr. Lentz, she'll definitely be happy." Terrence Lentz might lack other virtues, but he absolutely listens to Viola without question. When Viola says east, he wouldn't dare head west; when Viola says one, he wouldn't say two. Lillian Perryne walked in from outside. She was Mary Perryne's cousin and had come this time partially out of curiosity to see the spectacle. Back in their hometown, everyone envied Mary Perryne for marrying an excellent husband and raising four outstanding children, each of them exemplary. Mary Perryne had everything one could ask for. Except when it came to picking a son-in-law. They say men fear picking the wrong career, and women fear marrying the wrong man. Married to someone as useless as Terrence Lentz, Viola Thompson might as well forget about turning her life around. Though Lillian Perryne wasn't as fortunate as Mary Perryne, her eye for choosing a son-in-law was ten thousand times better. Her own son-in-law was a high-ranking official abroad. Thinking of this, Lillian Perryne felt quite smug. She walked over to Mary Perryne and said with a smile, "Big Sister, tomorrow's wedding—is it happening here or in River City?" Mary Perryne replied, "We'll have the luncheon here, and the banquet in River City." Lillian Perryne frowned slightly, "Will there be enough time?" "Should be," Mary Perryne replied with a smile, "Young Mr. Lentz sorted all these details with Brandon, Borden, and Bob. At that time, young Mr. Lentz will arrange a private jet to fly our relatives here to River City! Then we'll hold the banquet." Where would the Lentz Clan get a private plane? Bet they just bought each guest a regular ticket. Lillian Perryne smiled and said, "The Lentz Clan is really doing their best! Buying plane tickets for each of us—if I'd known, we might have bought the tickets ourselves ahead of time. Why let them bear the cost? Their family doesn't have it easy, after all." The Lentz Clan might count as a wealthy family locally in River City, but in the Capital City, they weren't even considered minor nobility. The real elite of the Capital Circle never even gave them a second thought. Mary Perryne looked at Lillian Perryne and continued, "Terrence has his own plane, and not just one, so he doesn't need to buy tickets." Mary Perryne had already confirmed with Viola Thompson that Terrence Lentz was, in fact, Mr. Shur. Hearing Mary Perryne's words, Lillian Perryne wanted to burst out laughing but restrained herself. She had to give her big cousin some sort of dignity. A man like Terrence Lentz, whose reputation in River City was already beyond salvage—owning private planes? How could that possibly be true? Just then, Mandel Thompson hurried out the door. Elena Williams noticed and asked curiously, "Mandel, where are you rushing off to?" Mandel Thompson replied, "The makeup artist Terrence invited has arrived. I'm going to greet them." As someone from the bride's family, these formalities were important. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel※fire.net The makeup artist wasn't just welcomed—they were greeted with firecrackers. The makeup artist arrived? Hearing this, Lillian Perryne became very curious and turned to Mary Perryne. "Big Sister, who's the makeup artist? Annie or Shur?" Annie and Shur were both famous makeup artists. They typically worked with international supermodels, and consequently, many wealthy families in the Capital Circle would spend fortunes hiring them for weddings. Unfortunately, such artists weren't available simply because of money. It was doubtful the Lentz Clan could secure any notable makeup artist. Forget top-tier artists. Their family likely couldn't even afford a third-rate one. They'd probably just end up hiring a nobody. Mary Perryne shook her head. "The makeup artist was arranged by Terrence, so I don't know either." Lillian Perryne squinted slightly—so it really wasn't anyone of note. Look at how her big cousin seemed so uncertain about it. At that moment, the sound of firecrackers crackled from outside. Followed shortly by footsteps and conversation. Mandel Thompson walked in front, followed by three people carrying makeup cases. Three women of varying ages. One appeared to be about forty, and the other two seemed around twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Mandel Thompson brought the group to Mary Perryne, introducing them, "Mom, these are the makeup artists responsible for doing Sis's makeup." Seeing the makeup artist's face, Lillian Perryne froze in disbelief. Inside the hall, Elena Williams and Penny Kalafatis were similarly stunned. Wasn't this the internationally renowned makeup artist, Melissa Lee? Even Annie and Shur, whom Lillian had just mentioned, were Melissa Lee's apprentices. They then noticed how much the two younger women behind Melissa Lee closely resembled Annie and Shur! Was this some sort of hallucination? Terrence Lentz managed to invite Melissa Lee? This was simply incredible! The last time Melissa Lee did bridal makeup was during the royal wedding of a Yolta prince. "Mrs. Thompson, hello. I'm the makeup artist Mr. Lentz invited, Melissa Lee. It's an honor to be responsible for Miss Thompson's makeup." Melissa Lee reached out to shake Mary Perryne's hand and continued, "Let me introduce you to my two apprentices, Shur and Annie. They'll be my temporary assistants for the next few days."