Before Sarah could read the message, the studio door was suddenly pushed opened again. Two people walked in carrying large makeup cases and professional lighting equipment.
"Sorry we're late!" called out a cheerful voice. "Traffic was terrible."
Sarah quickly put her phone back in her purse, deciding to deal with the message later. Whatever he wanted could wait.
The first makeup artist was a tall man with gentle eyes and a warm smile. He looked professional and friendly. But it was the second makeup artist who immediately caught everyone's attention.
She was a beautiful Chinese woman in her late twenties with long black hair and perfectly applied makeup. She wore a tight-fitting dress that showed off her figure, and her eyes immediately locked onto Mason the moment she entered the room.
"Oh my God," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. "It's really him."
