Braelyn's POV
It was finally the night of the gala. My reflection stared back at me from the mirror as my final outfit touches were done.
My phone was on a loudspeaker call as Juliette's voice drifted over informing about the final preparations. "Everything is in place, Mrs Volkov. I have cross-checked. "Juliette's voice drifted over..
The makeup artist was about to spray the setting spray on my makeup for the final touch. I raised my hand to stop her before replying to Juliette. "Thanks for your good work. This year-end bonuses will be good " I chimed
"Thank you ma'am." Juliette chimed, her voice was filled with so much glee I was certain she must be beaming as she spoke. I only chuckled lightly
"Later then.. " the call hung up.
