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“Pfft-” Eli wheezed in the driver’s seat, his owl hooting beside him.
“What?”
“Nothing, nothing- you look stunning, Mrs. Subedar.”
“God, don’t call him that, it sounds like you’re addressing my mother,” Naib rolled his eyes, finally breaking the silence after a long while. The drive to the venue wasn’t all too far, but congestion in the traffic was horrible. Norton was certain the makeup and wax hiding his scars would melt. He has a veil to match the description of a grieving bride, it was tucked and pinned neatly to the wig sitting atop his head, the tulle and net folded over so the actor could see while he still could. It was an attempt to hide what facial features he could. When they arrived at the gala, Eli would be keeping watch from outside with the help of Brooke while he and Naib would infiltrate inside. Their target: none other than Joseph Desaulnier who had recently returned to the country after a good few years.“Well I’m your wife, get used to it sweetheart.”
“You’re hardly my wife, Ness.”
“Unfortunately I am and you’re going to act happy about it unless you want to explain to all of high society why the missus is terribly cross with you.”