Sarah's hand shook with fury as she dropped her makeup brush, the truth dawning upon her that it was none other than Elva who had done this. The thought of wearing the very clothes that Elva had performed in was unbearable to her.

Elva sat nonchalantly, a smirk playing on her lips as she basked in the sight of Sarah's outrage.

She had been prepared for Sarah's unexpected arrival, confident that without proper rehearsal and a performance costume, Sarah would be unable to defeat her in the live voting.

With time quickly slipping away, Sarah had no other choice but to take the stage in her everyday clothes, abandoning any hope of finding a replacement outfit.

With a stern voice, Juliet spoke out against Sarah's choice.

“Absolutely not. Even those who will be singing backup will don performance attire. Your current casual attire is simply unacceptable for the stage. Unfortunately, I only brought one set of performance clothes with me today and cannot provide any assistance."

Elva then offered again, “Why not wear mine instead? After all, the audience is here to listen to your singing, not judge what you wear."

“Thanks, but Sarah has got her own crew." A sweet, clear voice echoed throughout the room. In walked Ariana, her warm smile lighting up the room, and with her, she brought two individuals—a man and a woman.

Elva's eyes locked onto the man immediately, recognizing the renowned and illustrious stylist, Steven Espinoza!

The arrival of Steven caused a stir in the lounge, as everyone was taken aback by his presence.

Known as “the Godfather of Makeup and Style Making" in the industry, Steven was a renowned make-up artist and stylist, who had dedicated over two decades of his life to perfecting his craft. He was not only the creator of a top makeup brand but also a trendsetter, revered and respected by all who worked in the field.

“It's incredible that Ariana was able to bring Steven here," one of the stunned onlookers whispered.

“I told you Ariana has a powerful supporter. You just wouldn't believe me," another person commented.

“Looks like we better be careful and not provoke Ariana."

Ignoring the hushed whispers of the onlookers, Ariana strode confidently toward Sarah, her bright smile illuminating the room.

"We must act fast; time is slipping away. Let's get started with the makeup and styling."

Sarah leaned in close to Ariana, a hint of skepticism in her voice as she spoke.

“Did you reach out to Adrian once more?"

Ariana giggled, playfully pushing Sarah away.

"Of course not, silly! I turned to Ivan for assistance. Steven happens to be a friend of Ivan's."