Chapter 92. On My Father's Life

“The sleeve of this dress is similar to her skin tone. It would be difficult for anyone to notice it was her real skin. With a full coverage makeup, even she would doubt she was ever injured.”

“Pity you don’t have the remedy for my pains too.” Racheal said quietly. 

The man paused, and stuttered. 

He was the head of a glam team she had not seen before, and she did not like him. 

He smiled too much, but it was an unkind smile. She noticed how badly he had been treating his team since they got here.

She suspected that he’s was Danna’ Sherrod’s private glam team. 

She had brought him here, and only someone like her would work with such a nasty man.

“Less talk, more work Nico.” Danna Sherrod said, taking a seat. 

The woman had come to her suite early that morning with the presidency's doctor. She waited for the doctor to check all her wounds, and take the bandage off her head. 

She waited quietly still f