Emily knew what Olivia was up to. She took a step back. "Don't look at me, I'm not going to go annoy anyone. Lucas has his own makeup artist. I can't go and disrupt someone else's work."
"Oh, come on, just give it a try. I think you're right!"
Emily instinctively wanted to run. Although she acknowledged her talent for makeup, she didn't believe she could compare to a professional makeup artist.
During car shows, there were many models, and their makeup was relatively uniform, so the job didn't require stringent skills. But dealing with a star was different, especially with Lucas being the hottest male celebrity—any flaw in his makeup would be heavily scrutinized.
Most importantly, she wasn't getting paid for this job today.
She was becoming more practical. Today, she was just accompan
