Husband With Benefits
Chapter 91: Enemy Of Enemy

Chapter 91: Enemy Of Enemy

Arabelle stared at her reflection with an air of dissatisfaction. The reflection in the ornate mirror displayed her perfectly styled hair, but it was clear that she was far from content with the result.

As Arabelle’s stylist meticulously worked on her hair, she couldn’t help but sigh softly, her expression revealing her unhappiness.

She sighed and complained softly, "I just can’t seem to get the right look today. It’s like something’s missing. Just get me someone else if you cannot understand what to do!"

The high-end salon was a luxurious oasis nestled in the heart of the city, adorned with crystal chandeliers, plush velvet furniture, and the faint scent of exotic orchids in the air. It was the kind of place where the elite of the elite came to be pampered, and Arabelle was a regular fixture there. The stylist’s hands trembled as she heard the girl complain.

This rich girl was known to have a bad temper. The previous hair stylist had lost their job here because she had failed to give her the exact hair color that she wanted. No amount of explanation worked on this woman.

Quickly, the hair stylist stepped back and bowed," I’ll go get someone more experienced, Miss Arabelle. Please excuse me a moment."

But even as she walked out, leaving the esteemed patron reclining on a fine leather chair, she had no idea what to do. She was the most experienced of all stylists and she had done everything she could to satisfy the customer. But Miss Arabelle seemed intent on making a fuss today.

Arabelle glared at herself once again. There had to be something she could do to attract his attention tomorrow. Great Uncle had promised to announce her marriage tomorrow. It was a big day for her. She could not afford to look less than perfect when she stood next to Demetri.

While she pondered this, she heard a woman’s voice dripping with entitlement as she announced," I am here for an appointment. I want your most experienced stylist."

Arabelle frowned at the arrogance of the older woman and turned away, not interested anymore. She needed to go for her dress trial and the delay was not helping her mood!

Just then, her previous stylist brought another one who started to do something with her hair. As the new stylist tugged at her hair, Arabelle scolded the woman," Do you want to lose your job? This place has been declining with no good person. I won’t be coming here again."

The woman who had been quietly sipping her champagne nearby, glanced over at Arabelle with a knowing smile.

Irritated at the woman’s smug smile, Arabelle attacked her to ease her frustration, "And who might you be? What are you sitting there and looking at me for?"

The woman shook her head and smiled," I am looking at you, of course. You are beautiful but not extraordinarily so. Or rather, your beauty is generic. You want to enhance the natural beauty and make yourself stand out, but it is not working, isn’t it? I know just what to do. It is why I was smiling. My name is Lara Anderson."

As the woman insulted her even as she complimented her, Arabelle could not help but feel a hostile curiosity. She did not like the woman’s intrusion, but she also noticed how impeccably dressed and styled this woman was.

Though somewhat irked, Arabelle was intrigued by the advice," What would you suggest?"

Lara looked at her carefully and spoke, "You have an impeccable bone structure. But your straight hair does not highlight it. I’d suggest a slight change in hair length. Perhaps a touch of layering and curling to accentuate your cheekbones and give your locks more movement? It would frame your face beautifully and give you the perfect soft and romantic look."

Arabelle preened at the compliment and looked at herself in the mirror again. She’d heard someone mention that Demetri liked women with long hair and it was why she had insisted on keeping hers longer than average even though she found them troublesome. But maybe she could have them shortened a bit like the woman suggested...not too much, just enough to make him notice her.

Seeing that Arabelle was caught up in her words, Lara continued," Also, colour is where you can truly make a statement. Given your complexion and the upcoming special occasion, how about enhancing your natural hue with subtle highlights that catch the light? It will add a touch of radiance to your overall look."

Arabelle nodded agreeably as she heard this before she looked at the woman in confusion," How did you know that there is a special occasion for me?"

Lara laughed at that and shook her head," It has to be a special occasion for you, otherwise why would you be so tense about your looks? Come on, you can tell me what is troubling you."

Seeing that the stylist had quickly understood what Lara told her, Arabelle leaned back in her chair as she chatted with the older woman on the other chair. Lara seemed to remind her of her own mother who she was very close to and was missing dearly.

A few hours later, Arabelle stared at her reflection once again, greatly satisfied this time. She really did look exceptionally beautiful and unlike her usual self. The highlights added a luminous quality to her hair, catching the light and making it gleam with radiance. She felt transformed, like a newfound version of herself, and her confidence soared.

Turning to Lara with a genuine smile, Arabelle couldn’t contain her gratitude," Thank you for your advice."

As Lara smiled at her warmly, Arabelle continued," You know, Lara, tomorrow is my birthday. I’d be delighted if you could join me in the celebration. Here is my card."

Lara Anderson accepted the card with an appreciative smile and answered," I’d be honored to attend. Happy early birthday!"

As Arabelle left the salon with a happy smile, she failed to see Lara Anderson’s triumphant gaze.

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