Chapter 360 The Price of Obsession
Christian had tried everything to dissuade her.
But Naomi remained unmoved. “Even after tonight, you still can’t restore my face. So why not let me use the synthetic skin–for once–to gamble on my future?”
This was her final shot.
If she pulled it off, it could be her grand comeback. If she failed, she’d never get another opportunity like this again.
Christian stared at her. He finally understood–there was no reaching her now.
Naomi had already fallen too deep into obsession.
Quietly, he walked to his bedroom, retrieved the case of synthetic skin, and placed it in her hands. “This will conceal your face for an hour. But no more. After that, your skin will react–just like it did at the concert. I’m warning you, Naomi. Think carefully.”
But before he could even finish, she had already snatched the case from his hand.
The eagerness in her movements made Christian fall silent.
She was entirely consumed by greed and desire, completely indifferent to the consequences.
“Thank you, Dr. Christian. If I make it big one day, I’ll remember your help.”
“What? Naomi’s going too?”
Eliza could hardly believe it.
Her assistant nodded. “Yes, we confirmed it. Naomi is on the guest list for the Leaf Corp international jewelry gala—listed as Mr. Nathaniel’s companion.”
So that’s how she got in.
Eliza narrowed her eyes.
With her face? Naomi shouldn’t even be capable of showing up in public right now.
“Send me the guest list.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The assistant transferred the file to Eliza’s phone.
Leaf Corp was world–renowned. Everyone wanted a piece of the pie. Being selected as a model or bi ambassador could transform someone’s life overnight.
Eliza quickly realized Naomi must be after that very ehance.
And she was willing to risk everything for it–even her face.
Chapter 360 The Price of Obsession
Pathetic.
“Fine. I’ll go too.”
“…Excuse me?” The assistant blinked, stunned.
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If Eliza showed up, wouldn’t that risk revealing her identity as MISS, the mysterious owner behind the scenes?
That could lead to a very dangerous situation.
“I’m not going as MISS,” Eliza said calmly, reclining in her chair. “I’ll go as a representative of the Sue family.”
In her past life, Naomi had stolen everything from her.
This time, she would return the favor–let Naomi taste what it felt like to lose it all, to be left in despair.
Without hesitation, she messaged Tristan.
And true to form, Tristan responded immediately, sending her an invitation without a single question.
Back at Christian’s home, he was applying cream to Naomi’s raw, mottled skin. The scarring was severe. Even with synthetic skin covering it, faint red marks peeked through.
Naomi caught sight of herself in the mirror. Her expression twisted. “Foundation. Use the foundation- cover the redness!”
“But applying makeup might infect the wounds. Can we just–skip it-”
“Do as I say!” Naomi snapped. “Foundation. Now!”
She was going to the Leaf Corp gala. She could not, would not, embarrass herself in front of them.
Her eyes burned with determination.
Christian, though terrified by her spiral, reluctantly picked up the bottle and began tapping foundation onto her face.
Every touch made Naomi wince, her skin screaming in pain beneath the surface.
Her face contorted with every dab.
And then she said she needed powder to finish the look.
Christian’s face went white. “No. Absolutely not. That powder contains toxic ingredients. Your skin is open. If you use it, the damage might become permanent!”
“The wounds are already covered with synthetic skin. It’s just to hide the redness–what’s the big deal?
Tired of his hesitation, Naomi grabbed the powder herself and began applying it.
Every step of the process–every touch, every swipe–she handled alone.
By the time the fished, she turned toward the mirror.
And for the first time in a long while she smiled. Saristied
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