Chapter 139 I Will Be Gentle with You
Another beautician beside them spoke up.
"Henna, your skin is saggy, with spots and dullness, among other issues. You need to undergo several treatments."
This statement sharply contrasted with Anna's previous experience!
Henna's expression stiffened, and she suddenly felt like she was here not for beauty treatments but to be humiliated!
She awkwardly responded, "Okay, arrange it then."
The beautician politely inquired, "Will you be doing all of these treatments? However, since it's not a reservation, many of these treatments are already scheduled by other clients. You'll have to wait at least three hours."
Three hours!
"I am Mrs. Vittorio from the Vittorio family, and I came with Katherine. Can't you make an exception? How much will it cost? I'll pay with my card."
Henna arrogantly took out her card, emphasizing her status and wealth.
However, the beautician looked apologetic.
"I'm sorry, the only one exempt from reservations in the entire store is Mrs. Vittorio. Even if you have money, it's not possible. This is the store's guarantee and rule for every customer, I hope you understand."
Henna was taken aback.
Only Mrs. Vittorio?
Money won't work either!
This was simply insulting!
Anna wanted to laugh. Henna thought she could take advantage of this situation, but she didn't expect such rules, did she?
Well, let me do a small favor.
"She's my sister-in-law. See if there are any treatments she can do without waiting in line. Let her go first."
The beautician smiled kindly, full of enthusiasm. "Of course, Mrs. Vittorio."
"Henna, come with me."
They had just firmly said no, but now, with Katherine's words, they agreed?
Such a stark difference in treatment!
Henna's face twitched with anger, but she dared not show it. She stood up and followed the beautician, seething with resentment.
Anna was also led into a separate beauty room.
Inside, there were hair wash stations, baths, spa, foot bath, skin care, and more.
There were six beauty experts standing in neat rows, with smiles on their faces.
The manager smiled and said, "Mrs. Vittorio, let's start with a bath and facial. Each of them is experienced, and Mr. Vittorio just called to instruct them to take good care of you. Rest assured, we will make sure to satisfy you."
Other beauticians admirably said, "Mr. Vittorio is so considerate! Even though he doesn't understand women's skincare, he still called to remind you. He's so good to you!"
"Yeah, Mr. Vittorio is handsome, wealthy, and gentle. You're so lucky, Mrs. Vittorio."
"Envious~"
Sentence by sentence, they were filled with excitement and admiration.
Anna frowned. Did Giorgio call the beauty center?
Perhaps he was worried she would make a mistake, so he specifically instructed them?
He really didn't trust her.
She faintly smiled, didn't say anything, and quietly underwent the beauty treatment.
For the rest of the day, Anna truly experienced what it meant to be in a woman's paradise.
The facial treatment involved professional massage techniques and specialized instruments for deep cleansing.
The bath was a luxurious milk petal bath, accompanied by a specially scented and soothing atmosphere.
The spa experience was carried out by skilled and meticulous beauty experts - truly enjoyable.
Afterwards, there were numerous skincare treatments that she didn't understand. Apart from feeling a slight pain from the water needle injection, she had no other sensations.
After dozens of skincare procedures, it was already 8 p.m. when it all ended.
When Anna walked out of the beauty center, she felt relaxed, and her skin was as smooth and tender as a peeled egg.
She took a deep breath of fresh air, seemingly understanding why women longed for high-end beauty treatments, because it was truly comfortable and enjoyable.
"Mrs. Vittorio, there is still a long treatment session for Henna. Would you like us to arrange a special car to send you back first?" A friendly staff member asked as they reached the entrance.
Just as Anna was about to answer, an imposing luxury car stopped in front of her.
The window rolled down, revealing Giuseppe's handsome and smiling face. He always had a smile, giving off a warm and approachable vibe.
The golden-rimmed glasses and pocket watch added to his refined and cultured demeanor.
But only Anna knew that he was a refined scoundrel, a demon.
"Katherine, I came to see my mother. Since you're done, I'll take you back," Giuseppe said politely.
Anna would never get in his thief-like car. Who knew where he would drag her off to?
She replied, "It's okay, there's a special car waiting over here. No need to trouble yourself."
Giuseppe raised an eyebrow, teasingly asking, "Is Katherine treating me like a thief? Do you really think I would harm you?"
His questioning, teasing tone carried a hint of a smile.
He truly was a thief!
But if she refused in front of the shop staff, it would make their relationship seem suspicious.
Anna hesitated.
Giuseppe got out of the car, walked around the vehicle, and opened the door, saying, "Come on, I happen to be going to see Giorgio for something."
With his polite demeanor and gentlemanly actions, how could she possibly refuse?
With no other options, Anna reluctantly got into the car.
After Giuseppe started the car, to prevent him from acting up, she said, "When I just left the store, I texted your Uncle and told him I was coming back soon. He and Charlie are waiting for me to have dinner."
Giuseppe glanced at her with gentle brows and eyes. "Hmm. The gift on the car platform is for you. Open it and take a look."
Could he be this easygoing?
Anna let out a breath, afraid of provoking him. The more refined someone was, the crazier and more terrifying they became when angered. She took the gift box and opened it. Unexpectedly, inside was a set of vintage dresses!
Exquisite embroidery, top-notch fabric, and elegant.
"How did you know I like this kind of clothing?"
Seeing her smile, the tenderness in Giuseppe's eyes grew stronger. "I saw you staring at them yesterday. I guessed you liked them. If you had told me earlier, I would have had the vintage dress workshop delivered to you."
Tender, doting, indulgent.
Anna was shocked.
She had indeed been staring at vintage dresses last night, and he actually noticed and specially bought them for her? No, they were for Katherine.
He cared so much about Katherine?
"Katherine." Giuseppe's hand suddenly landed on the back of her hand.
Anna trembled all over, thinking he was about to turn into a scoundrel again, but he deeply apologized, "I'm sorry for that day. You stayed in Vista Heights for so long, and after returning to Crownhaven, you were busy with your wedding. I thought you had forgotten about me, and missing you hurt so much that I lost control of my emotions. That day... did it hurt you?"
Anna became dumbfounded.
"Don't worry, without your consent, I won't do anything to you. Stay with me, and I will take good care of you, alright?"
His voice was gentle to the extreme, filled with apology and affection.
So much so that Anna didn't know what to say.
A scoundrel turning into an affectionate man?
Regardless, this kind of Giuseppe was safe for her!
She smiled faintly and nodded.
Giuseppe dotedly rubbed her hand and continued driving.
That hand remained on hers and never let go.
Anna didn't dare to pull away and could only endure it.
Soon, the car stopped outside the villa.
Anna quickly pulled away her hand, glanced at the magnificent villa, and thought of Penny. She said, "What's your business with Giorgio? If there's nothing, it's better not to go in. I'm afraid it'll raise suspicions."
Giuseppe indulgently said, "We've been together for so long and he hasn't noticed anything. His heart is not on you at all. But I'll follow whatever you say. We'll meet another day."
With that, he pulled her hand and lightly kissed the back of it. Then he really let go.
Anna was surprised.
Together for so long?
He's really wicked, even encroaching on his own uncle's territory!
Feeling the damp and warm sensation on the back of her hand, she quickly withdrew it, awkwardly smiled, and got out of the car.
The car quickly drove away.
Anna comforted herself. It's fine, it's a foreign etiquette to greet with a kiss on the hand! Don't mind it! Don't overthink it!
She adjusted her emotions and prepared to go inside.
But as soon as she took a step into the yard, she saw someone standing there.
Standing in the courtyard, dressed in a suit and polished shoes…
Giorgio!
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