Simon and Manager Kang weren't the only ones distracted by the bright figure walking into the hall. How could they not be? Against the warm, elegant glow of the venue lights, something as blinding as a police car's siren was suddenly flashing in the middle of the room.
"Forget the blinding color choices—what is that?" one of the guests blurted out in disbelief.
Lola's outfit was already an assault on the eyes, but her makeup was a whole new level of disaster. Her hair was curled so tightly that even telephone wires would have straightened out of shame. Her foundation was piled on so thick it looked like it would take two full bottles of makeup remover to undo it.
Moments ago, all attention had been on the newly engaged couple. Then, the guests' excitement had shifted to the prospect of meeting Mrs. Bennet — such a distinguished, high-profile guest. But now? All previous thoughts evaporated the instant Lola appeared.
