Chapter 11. Fireworks

Roseanne's pov

As soon as we got to the mansion and walked into the sitting room, I caught sight of Aryan sitting on the chair in the sitting room

"Pumpkin, where have you been?" Aryan asked

"Who the hell are you calling pumpkin?" I said with a frown on my face.

"Stop acting weird and go upstairs and get ready, I'm taking you to a party tonight," He said

"Who's party," I asked

"Go get dressed and stop asking questions," Aryan said and stood up from the chair and made his way upstairs

I watched him until he disappeared into the hall, I rolled my eyes and walked upstairs to my room, as soon as I opened the door of my room, my eyes fell on the dress on my bed and the boy and girl whom I assume should be in their late twenties, sat on the chair next vanity

"Who are you please?" I asked

"Good evening madam, thank goodness that you're home, let's get you ready for the event," The guy said

"Good morning madam, I'm the hair stylist