On the Day I Was Kicked Out of the Wealthy Family, I Had a Flash Marriage with a Tycoon-Chapter 110: Stained with Lipstick

Phoebe Sinclair clutched the object in her hand, her expression one of absolute determination. Then, she turned, walked over to Chloe Kensington, and smiled. "You’re coming with me to the cocktail party on Saturday."

Upon hearing this, Chloe Kensington’s eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Me? Can I really go?"

"Of course you can. With me there, who would dare stop you? But... you have to do something for me."

"What is it?"

Phoebe Sinclair opened her hand, glanced down at the object inside, and continued, "Find a chance to slip this into Jasper Lockwood’s drink."

"What?" Chloe Kensington’s face fell, her expression troubled. "Put it... in President Lockwood’s drink? The party will definitely have security cameras. What if he finds out? President Lockwood will never forgive me. I’ll be dead! Phoebe, are you trying to... with President Lockwood? This... this won’t work, will it?"

"What’s not to work?" Phoebe Sinclair’s face darkened, and her voice turned cold. "You don’t even have this much courage, and you still want to marry into the Sinclair Family? Tristan Sinclair doesn’t even spare you a glance. Do you think you can marry him without resorting to a few tricks?"

"But..." Chloe Kensington said, conflicted. "But President Lockwood... he’s terrifying. If he finds out, I’m really as good as dead."

"I’ll have someone take care of the security cameras. You just need to make sure he doesn’t catch you in the act at the party."

"I..."

"If you don’t have the guts, then forget it. I’ll find someone else to go with me."

"No." Chloe Kensington didn’t want to give up the chance to go to the party. She gritted her teeth and agreed. "Okay, I’ll do it." As she spoke, she took the small bottle into her own hand.

Phoebe Sinclair smiled in satisfaction. "Don’t worry, nothing will happen. If this succeeds, I promise I will do everything in my power to help you marry into the Sinclair Family."

Hearing the words "marry into the Sinclair Family," Chloe Kensington’s eyes filled with anticipation. She nodded firmly. "Right. I’ll do my best."

「Time flew by, and soon it was Saturday.」

Makeup artists and stylists arrived early at The Lockwood Residence to do Chloe Sterling’s makeup and hair, endlessly praising her incredible figure and beauty.

She wore a simple, form-fitting, yet modest white off-the-shoulder gown. Her slightly curled, long hair cascaded down her back. Her makeup was light, creating a coolly radiant look that was breathtakingly beautiful.

It was the first time Chloe Sterling had appeared before Jasper Lockwood dressed so formally, and she felt a little awkward.

"Is this okay?"

Jasper Lockwood’s sharp, starlit eyes were fixed on her. He smiled slightly. "It’s perfect. You’re beautiful."

The stylist beside them said, "Mrs. Lockwood, you look like an angel who’s descended to earth. When you make your entrance, everyone else will pale in comparison."

The makeup artist added, "That’s right. I’ve seen plenty of beautiful women in entertainment and fashion, but none of them compare to you, Mrs. Lockwood."

Chloe Sterling never denied her own good looks, but she wasn’t used to dressing up like this. Still, it would be inappropriate not to wear a gown to a cocktail party.

"You don’t like it?" Jasper Lockwood asked suddenly.

"No, I do. I’m just not used to being so dressed up. But..." Chloe Sterling’s lips curved into a smile. "I have to admit, it looks really good."

Jasper Lockwood stared at the woman before him, paused for a moment, then ordered, "All of you may leave."

Everyone quickly filed out, leaving the two of them alone in the dressing room.

Only then did Chloe Sterling get a good look at the man in front of her. He was also in formal wear today, his hair combed perfectly neat. Handsome, elegant, and so distinguished she couldn’t look away.

"Is this okay?" Jasper Lockwood suddenly asked, mirroring her question.

Gazing at his devastatingly handsome face, Chloe Sterling unconsciously swallowed. "Yes, it is. You look great."

Jasper Lockwood: "So, do you like it?"

Chloe Sterling: "...Mhm."

’Who doesn’t like beautiful things?’

Jasper Lockwood’s lips curved up slightly. His large hand suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into his arms as he lowered his head and kissed her.

Chloe Sterling suddenly understood why he had sent everyone out.

If it weren’t for the time, Jasper Lockwood wouldn’t have wanted to let her go. The brief kiss ended, and he whispered, "Let’s go."

"Wait." Chloe Sterling tilted her head up to look at him, then suddenly reached out and gently swiped her index finger across his thin lips a couple of times.

Jasper Lockwood was slightly taken aback, seemingly surprised she would make such a flirtatious move.

Chloe Sterling quickly explained, "You got lipstick on you."

"..."

Only then did it dawn on Jasper Lockwood that he had been overthinking it. He chuckled, then raised his own finger to tap her lips. "You did rub a lot of it off. You should touch it up."

With that, he walked over to the vanity to grab the lipstick. But there were too many shades, and he didn’t know which one the makeup artist had used on Chloe, so he called the artist back in.

"Which lipstick did Mrs. Lockwood use just now?"

The makeup artist looked at Jasper Lockwood, then at the slightly blushing Chloe Sterling, and instantly understood. Smiling, she walked over, picked up one of the lipsticks, and said, "President Lockwood, Mrs. Lockwood was using this milk tea shade."

Jasper Lockwood took the lipstick, returned to Chloe Sterling, and gently lifted her chin with one hand while delicately applying the lipstick with the other.

Time seemed to stretch on. Chloe Sterling felt her cheeks growing hotter and hotter, right before she heard Jasper Lockwood say, "All done."

Chloe Sterling pressed her lips together. "Well, let’s go."

"Mhm." Jasper Lockwood handed the lipstick back to the makeup artist, and then the two of them walked out of the dressing room.

Before leaving the villa, Jasper Lockwood took a black overcoat from Henry Chamberlain and draped it over Chloe Sterling’s shoulders, then guided her out the door with an arm around her.

An hour later, they arrived at the cocktail party.

The party wasn’t overly crowded. Upon seeing Jasper Lockwood enter, people immediately came forward to greet him.

"President Lockwood, you’ve arrived."

"President Lockwood, long time no see. And this is?"

Someone was curious about the woman by Jasper Lockwood’s side.

Jasper Lockwood put an arm around Chloe Sterling’s shoulder and glanced at her, his eyes filled with affection, before answering, "My wife."

Everyone was shocked. They never expected Jasper Lockwood to actually bring his wife. And that doting look in his eyes—it made them wonder if this was really the same cold, arrogant Jasper Lockwood they knew.

"So this is the legendary Mrs. Lockwood. A pleasure to meet you."

"Mrs. Lockwood is so stunning and captivating. You and President Lockwood truly are a perfect match, made in heaven."

Seeing Jasper Lockwood’s affectionate attitude toward the woman, everyone got the message and chimed in with praise for how well-matched the couple was.

Jasper Lockwood said, "My wife and I are still keeping our marriage private. It’s enough that you all know. Please don’t let this get out."

"Yes, of course. We understand."

"Rest assured, President Lockwood. We won’t breathe a word of this to anyone."

Not far away, Phoebe Sinclair watched them, her gaze cold and resentful. She hadn’t expected Jasper Lockwood to bring Chloe Sterling to the party. She had assumed they wouldn’t go public—after all, it was just a transaction, so there was no need.

But he had brought Chloe, which infuriated Phoebe even more. ’How does a low-class woman like that deserve to be in a place like this?’

She glared hatefully at Chloe Sterling, wishing she would just drop dead. ’The spot by Jasper’s side should be mine.’