You're Just My Ex-Husband,My Lord-Chapter 151- Glamorous.

Glamorous.

As she looked at herself in the mirror and thought of this word to describe herself, she was startled—Tina had given her such a bold and seductive makeup look!

Sharp winged eyeliner, dark eyeshadow...

She barely recognized the person staring back at her in the mirror.

"Tina, this makeup..."

She didn’t know how to express her feelings. Seeing her expression, Tina already knew what she wanted to say. While continuing to apply makeup, she explained,

"Your face is small, but it has a bit of softness. A more glamorous look will make it appear more defined."

Then she added,

"Judging by your reaction, I guess you’ve never tried this kind of makeup before. But as a woman, you should experiment with things you’ve never tried. It makes you more attractive to men."

Laurent was internally crumbling—she didn’t need to attract Dave at all! She only wanted him to stay as far away from her as possible...

However, she had no way to object. As the renowned fashion queen, Tina’s expertise and vision were something Laurent could only trust.

For her outfit, Tina picked a black off-the-shoulder midi dress. Since Laurent was slender, her exposed collarbones and shoulders gave off an irresistible allure, making one feel the urge to pull her into their arms and protect her.

Her hair was styled voluminously with layers, perfectly complementing her makeup and outfit, making her look even more sultry and enchanting.

Once the transformation was complete, Tina went to call Dave out. Meanwhile, Jackson was blocked inside the room. Tina shut the door behind her, wrapped her arm around his waist, and stopped him, her delicate fingers poking his firm chest.

"She’s someone else’s woman. You don’t need to go out and admire her."

Jackson’s dark eyes deepened.

"Even if I do, it wouldn’t matter. In my eyes, none of them compare to you."

Tina smiled brightly.

"Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Outside, as soon as Dave stepped out, he saw Laurent standing there.

Her seductive makeup, deep and intense eyeliner—she was like the most alluring and bewitching rose in the dark night.

Dave had never seen Laurent like this before. In his memory, she had always been fresh, bright, and effortlessly charming. But now, suddenly transformed into this sultry and mesmerizing vision, his first reaction was that he had mistaken her for someone else.

Looking closer, the eyebrows, the eyes—it was her. The figure—it was her.

Just a change in makeup made her seem like a completely different person, as if she had drifted far away from him, slipping just beyond his reach.

Dave hadn’t expected Tina to give her a look that contrasted so sharply with her usual style. For a moment, he just stood there, his gaze dark and fixed on Laurent.

Tina walked out of the lounge and approached him, seeking his opinion.

"Lord Washington, what do you think? Satisfied?"

Dave snapped out of his thoughts and gave Tina a faint smile.

"Not bad. You’ve done well."

It was indeed stunning, but now he no longer wanted to take her to the banquet—he just wanted to take her home and engage in a certain activity.

His eyes drifted to Laurent’s partially exposed shoulder.

"But can she change into a different dress?"

"It’s chilly at night. She might catch a cold wearing something so revealing."

That was the excuse he gave himself.

Tina rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Oh, come on, Lord Washington! It’s already summer—people are wearing spaghetti straps, and this is just an off-the-shoulder dress, a midi-length one at that! How could she possibly be cold?"

Then she added,

"If you think it’s too revealing, just say so. No need to make up an excuse about the weather."

Dave: "..."

Fame really did make people fearless—Tina actually dared to call him out right to his face.

Tina walked over, reached up to adjust Laurent’s collar slightly, then wrapped an arm around her slender waist as she addressed Dave.

"But I never allow my designs to be altered without permission. If they are, then they’re no longer my designs."

Dave didn’t say anything else. As a leader, he understood the principle of trusting the people you choose to work with. Since he had come to Tina for her expertise, he had to respect her decisions.

It wasn’t that he was unhappy with Laurent’s look—on the contrary, he was more than satisfied. This transformation revealed a completely different side of her, one he hadn’t seen before.

The real issue was that this off-the-shoulder dress exposed most of her shoulders, making it far too tempting in the eyes of men.

Tonight’s banquet wasn’t just a private gathering with the Browns and Morrison; there would also be senior executives from both the Washington and Mo families. Given the project’s upcoming implementation, collaboration would be essential, making this event the perfect opportunity for introductions.

If it weren’t such a formal occasion, he wouldn’t have gone to such great lengths to bring her here for a makeover.

And among those senior executives... the majority were men.

But in the end, there was nothing he could do about it.

Let it be. After all, with him around, no one would dare to stare at her for too long.

Dave then insisted on picking out some everyday outfits for Laurent at SHOW. Laurent refused, but Dave was adamant. Anything Tina recommended as suitable for her, he bought without hesitation. And, of course, he also picked a few pieces he personally thought would look good on her.

By the time they were ready to leave, the trunk was stuffed full of shopping bags.

Laurent didn’t want any of it. She worked at a factory—how ridiculous would it be to wear expensive designer clothes there?

Not to mention, she often had to move around the production floor, making such outfits completely impractical.

After all the fuss, it was finally time for the banquet, so the two of them drove straight to the hotel.

The banquet was being held at the hotel where the Browns were staying, making it convenient for them—they could simply take the elevator down to attend.

After parking in the hotel’s underground lot, Dave checked the time. There was still a bit of time before the banquet started, so he didn’t rush to get out of the car.

Instead, he turned to the stunningly transformed woman beside him.

"On behalf of the Washington Group, I formally invite you to join our foreign trade department. What do you think?"

Laurent looked puzzled.

"You guys have a foreign trade department?"

Dave gave her a firm answer.

"Of course."

Laurent frowned.

"Since when?"