Chapter 464
Chapter 464:
Yelena frowned slightly, her eyes narrowing with suspicion. Was Katelyn about to insist on makeup?
Yelena wasn’t fond of cosmetics. She disliked the sticky sensation on her skin and hated being overly cautious while eating or drinking.
Sensing Yelena’s reluctance, Katelyn softened her tone. “Even if you’re not into makeup, at least let me fix your hair. Maybe just a touch of lipstick—it’ll go perfectly with the dress p>
Yelena hesitated but didn’t resist as Katelyn took charge.
In the end, Katelyn styled Yelena’s hair into an elegant half-up princess look—simple yet sophisticated. As for the lipstick, however, Yelena stood her ground and firmly refused.
Katelyn glanced at Yelena’s bare face and felt an irresistible itch to doll her up with a touch of makeup.
But Yelena, ever the minimalist, wouldn’t entertain the idea of even just lipstick. With a sigh, Katelyn relented, letting her go unadorned.
Moments later, Yelena emerged, and Callum and Donna, who were waiting patiently, were left utterly speechless.
Their daughter was absolutely breathtaking!
Yelena had attended her fair share of formal gatherings ever since she reunited with the Harris family, always draped in elegant, sophisticated ensembles. Yet, for someone barely out of her early twenties, those outfits often felt like they belonged to someone twice her age.
Sure, they were stunning, but they dulled the sparkle of youthful vitality that should’ve been her hallmark.
Today, however, was a revelation. With no trace of heavy makeup and a dress that seemed tailor-made for her essence, Yelena radiated an effortless charm. She was like a woodland fairy, fresh and untamed, who had just stepped into the mortal realm. Her allure was magnetic—impossible to ignore.
Callum broke the silence, his voice tinged with nostalgia. “You are breathtaking. Looking at you, I’m reminded of the first time I saw Donna in her youth p>
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“Oh, really?” Yelena’s eyes lit up, her curiosity piqued. The hint of a story had her leaning in, eager to hear how Callum and Donna’s love story had begun.
But just as the moment was beginning to unfold, Bella made her grand entrance.
Bella had spared no effort, donning one of the most glamorous gowns Katelyn had designed—a tulle masterpiece fit for a red-carpet affair. Her face was also meticulously painted, every detail shouting opulence.
She had imagined stealing the spotlight. Instead, all eyes remained firmly on Yelena.
Bella’s gaze flicked to Yelena, and her stomach churned with irritation.
How was it possible?
Yelena, in a dress Bella had dismissed as bland, looked as though she had walked out of a dream. Worse, the simplicity of her style only amplified her natural beauty, leaving Bella’s elaborate ensemble to pale in comparison.
Forcing a tight smile, Bella couldn’t resist a jab. “Wow, Yelena. Didn’t know you’d go all out today. You look… impressive,” she said, her tone dripping with subtle venom.
Bella convinced herself that Yelena must have pulled out all the stops just to steal her thunder.
Surely, Yelena had intentionally chosen to go bare-faced, subtly flaunting that she could outshine Bella without even trying. Bella felt so mad—Yelena was a cunning master of subtle manipulation.
“Wow! Are you guys heading out somewhere fancy, Uncle Callum and Aunt Donna p>
Bernice had just walked in and couldn’t help but ask, her curiosity piqued by the formal attire they were all wearing.
Donna, ever composed, repeated the excuse her husband had come up with earlier, her words smooth and practiced, leaving no room for suspicion.