Chapter 898: A Living Thing

Everyone present wore a different look. The two young assistants squeezed their eyes shut, not daring to watch. The needle wasn't going into their own flesh, but they were young and needles spooked them; they had no courage to see the tip pierce Madeline's forearm. The other two makeup artists were men and appeared steadier. In their eyes, this was only acupuncture, nothing to overthink. They would realize their mistake soon enough. Monica Lyson watched, but her face had gone pale. Kamryn Kittow...