<h4>Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Is This Her?</h4>


    No woman would dare to act coy and make Second Young Master Saxon wait for her. If there was such a tactless and bold woman, then, there would be only one oue awaiting her.


    Second Young Master Saxon would discard her without hesitation.


    When dating Matthew Saxon, women are always exceptionally punctual.


    So, from childhood to adulthood, the second young master of the Saxon family had never experienced what it was like to wait for a woman.


    This unprecedented first time, he waited for two hours.


    His expression grew uglier and uglier, his thin lips pressed tightly together, almost unable to control his temper from erupting.


    Damn, what on earth is Natalie Hughes up to?


    Just changing an outfit and putting on makeup, two hours have passed, yet she’s still not done?


    What he found most intolerable was that she even mysteriously closed the room door, telling him not to be impatient, and that she would definitely give him a surpriseter.


    A surprise?!


    Continuing to wait like this, if he doesn’t get her so-called surprise, he’ll lose his patience.


    Inside the room—


    Natalie stepped back a few paces, her eyes full of amazement and joy, as if examining a masterpiece finallypleted, she looked Scarlett Yates up and down, over and over again.


    She had packaged plenty of beauties, but Scarlett Yates was the one among her numerous "works" that she was most satisfied with.


    The expression on her face was both satisfied and proud.


    Look, this nearly perfect "work" was crafted by her, Natalie Hughes.


    A woman whobines innocence, allure, and sensuality all in one, stunningly beautiful enough to enchant any man.


    She suddenly wanted to know what Matthew Saxon’s reaction would be.


    "Miss Hughes, do I look strange like this?" Scarlett Yates felt uneasy under Natalie’s gaze, reaching up to touch her face, feeling anxious and nervous.


    In those two hours, she hadn’t looked in a mirror.


    So she didn’t know what Natalie had turned her into.


    Natalie had applied so manyyers of stuff on her face, she couldn’t help but worry whether she had been painted like a clown.


    Yet Natalie replied evasively, "Miss Yates, if you go out like this, Young Master Saxon will definitely be greatly startled."


    Scarlett Yates felt even more apprehensive.


    Did Natalie make her look very strange?


    She uneasily stood up.


    "Miss Yates,e over and take a look." As if guessing what she was thinking, Natalie led her anxious self to the mirror with a smile.


    Natalie stood beside her, looking at the mirror at the girl as beautiful as a fairy, teasingly said with a smile, "I dare bet, once Young Master sees you, he won’t be able to look away."


    Scarlett Yates slowly lifted her head and looked into the mirror.


    A face both unfamiliar and familiar appeared in the mirror.


    An exceptionally beautiful face, with exquisite and lively features, bright eyes sparkling, a hint of allure in her innocent brows, pink lips like rose petals, gleaming with a moist and enticing luster.


    The off-shoulder long dress perfectly revealed her graceful neck and alluring corbones, further down was a slender waist that seemed like it could be circled with one hand, making her all the more charming.


    Her long, draping hair was styled into an elegant and vintage French chignon, revealing her palm-sized delicate little face.


    The woman in the mirror was sexy, seductive, yet still pure.


    Is this her?


    Scarlett Yates showed an expression of disbelief on her face, standing dazed in front of the mirror.


    The unbelievably beautiful woman in the mirror also widened her eyes in astonishment, a pair of ck and white, water-like eyes staring at her.