"That's… extreme. It's a good thing we're not starting Miles Penner's suits today. So you still have two hours to doll up."
Ayla, who had just turned to go back to sleep, paused, wriggling her brows in surprise.
"What do you mean?"
Realizing this woman was really about to go back to sleep, Lyanna's lips twitched in disdain.
"Ayla, you have a fashion sense. But when was the last time you actually went to the hair salon for a proper hairdo?"
"Don't get me wrong. Your shampoo smells amazing, and you do a good job pampering and stretching your hair, but you should let professional hands touch it once in a while."
"I would do that, but I have no mon…"
The rest of the word was cut short when Lyanna suddenly spotted something unique on the back of the invitation card.
"What's that?"
Ayla looked over but didn't reach out to take it and lazily responded, "It's from Hale Consortium. They must've spent a ton of money making them. Of course they look expensive."