After talking with his parents, Oliver called Elle, and she immediately showed up after he did so.
"Do you need anything, Mr. Oliver?" She asked with a professional smile.
She was wearing a black suit that had no wrinkles and a white shirt under it, and she left two buttons open on it, giving everyone the sight of her ample cleavage and milky white skin.
Her pants were also tight, and the outline of her long legs could easily be seen in them, making her look sexy yet professional at the same time.
When Elle came before him, Oliver sat up and answered, "Yes, we've finished talking. So, can you continue with my makeover?"
"Of course, Mr. Oliver." Elle replied with a nod before saying, "Please, come with me, sir."
Mia watched as the beautiful woman took her son by the hand and led him towards the walk-in closet, and she couldn't help but smile in excitement.
"Oh! I can't wait to see my darling as a perfect gentleman... Hehehe!"
She said before giggling to herself like a high school girl. It was hard to describe how she felt about her son being groomed. It made her heart flutter with joy and her body tingle with anticipation.
"Honey," she called out to Adam as she stood up from the bed, her blue eyes filled with anticipation as she continued, "Let's go and get ready too. I want us to look perfect together."
"Hmm? Sure," Adam nodded as he looked at her with an amused smile. "But why do we need to get ready? We just got here."
"Oh, please, you don't get it!" Mia answered in annoyance and waved her hand at him before continuing, "Since my father decided to make Oliver the future heir of the Ashford Group, we will have to look the part of his family too. You don't know how those stuck-up rich bastards think, so we should always appear to be one of them!"
Adam couldn't help but sigh at his wife's words. However, he understood her concerns, as she wasn't wrong.
Since the Ashford Group was known as one of the wealthiest families in the country and its business network spread to different continents, everyone who held a high position in it had to act accordingly and match their image to it.
"Alright, I got it. So, what should we do now, my love? We didn't bring anything that could make us look presentable enough."
Adam asked as he followed Mia, and she turned her head to him with a playful smile, "Don't worry; I know how my father works. He must've prepared for everything already in our room."
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Meanwhile, inside of the walk-in closet that was three times as big as Oliver's room, he watched Elle pick out clothes for him as he looked at everything in awe.
"Who would have thought that the day would come when I would experience something like this for myself?" Oliver thought while chuckling to himself.
There he was, standing in a room filled with expensive clothes, shoes, and accessories, all of which were meant for him. It made him feel like he was in a fantasy.
However, he snapped out of his daze as he heard Elle's voice coming from behind, "Mr. Oliver, which ones would you like to wear?"
As soon as he turned back, his eyes landed on the two pairs of underwear she was holding.
"Ah, that. I would like to wear boxer briefs, please."
When Oliver replied, Elle nodded and handed him the one on her right hand before moving towards a hangers while saying, "Next, let's choose a set of suits... Which color do you want to go with, Mr. Oliver?"
"Hmm, how about black?"
He responded casually and put the boxer on as Elle looked through the many expensive suits.
After taking a while, she eventually picked one of them and showed it to Oliver.
"This one is the perfect choice for you, sir. It is made by one of the world's leading designers and has a sleek design that is fitting for you. It has also been tailored to fit your body size perfectly." She said with a smile.
Elle then proceeded to help him dress up as if she was a professional, putting on all the different layers of clothes in an easy, fluid manner that required no effort whatsoever.
All he had to do was follow along and let her guide him through the process.
And in just a couple of minutes, he was fully dressed, wearing all-black suits that made him look more sophisticated and noble, and shiny black shoes that matched his attire perfectly.
Then Elle made him sit down on a chair in front of a large mirror so that she could work her magic on his hair.
She used various products to make his short, silky, black hair stand up perfectly, then combed it to give him a slicked-back hairstyle, and he noticed that it suited him more than he could've ever imagined.
After making sure his appearance was perfect, Elle stepped back and admired her work while smiling.
"Wow, Miss Elle. I feel like a new person. Like I am someone else completely. You did an excellent job." Oliver said while looking at his reflection and admiring her work.
"Thank you, Mr. Oliver. You're very welcome. Now if you could just put on some serious look with sharp eyes, the effect will be perfect!"
Elle replied, and Oliver followed her words without hesitation and tried to put on a serious look while looking at himself in the mirror.
He tried to emulate what he always saw in action and gangster movies, where the main character had this 'I don't give a shit about anything and I'm really cool' aura that could intimidate people.
For a moment, he felt like laughing because it was such a surreal moment for him.
He never expected to be groomed into a proper man just like that, not to mention the whole act felt like one of those scenes where people try their best to make themselves appear strong.
Nevertheless, he knew that he needed to keep up appearances in front of others, as he didn't want them to think that he didn't deserve the Ashford name.
Therefore, he took a deep breath, focused his gaze on the mirror, and channeled his inner confidence.
A few seconds later, a charming and serious-looking man appeared in the reflection, staring back at him with intense eyes.
Oliver then looked at Elle and said in a cool and confident voice, "What do you think?"
When she heard his question, Elle couldn't help but shiver at his sudden change. She knew that this was Oliver's act, but it felt too real to her.
"I guess you're indeed Mr. William's grandson... Your serious aura is top class..."
She murmured and watched as Oliver smirked while nodding in satisfaction before turning back to the mirror and admiring his new self once again.
"Thank you, Miss Elle. But I must say, it's quite hard to maintain this expression. Especially when I'm used to smiling and being relaxed."
Oliver admitted, feeling as if holding this face was draining him of his energy.
Elle shook her head. "You just have to get used to it, sir. As in front of everyone, you can't show your soft side or let others see through your true emotions. This is especially important if you deal with other wealthy people who are cutthroat and calculating. They will use any chance to undermine you if given the chance."
Hearing her words, Oliver realized the harshness of the rich society. It seemed that these people didn't care about anything aside from money.
"I see. I think I can do it if I concentrate more."
Oliver then looked at Elle through the mirror. "So, is my makeover completed yet, Miss Elle?"
"Almost there, sir. There's still one thing I want to add to your new image." Elle replied and looked at a drawer for a moment before returning with a silver-colored small case.
As soon as she opened it, Oliver saw a luxurious watch inside. It was made of solid gold with diamonds studded around its face, and the black background and golden hands gave it a sophisticated appearance.
"This is a custom edition of the Rolex Daytona "Pièce Unique" watch, which costs more than 2 million dollars. This rare work of art and craftsmanship is unique to its name and worth its price." She said while putting the watch on Oliver's wrist.
Oliver didn't know what to say. He just looked at the expensive watch and tried to calm the rapid beat of his heart that threatened to burst out of his chest.
How can someone spend so much money on a single accessory!?
Never in his life had Oliver expected to wear something this valuable. This made him feel even more nervous, as he now had to be extra careful with how he moved.
Not to mention the possibility of it getting lost or damaged. Just imagining it already sent shivers down his spine.
Seeing Oliver's reaction, Elle knew what he was thinking. "Don't worry, Mr. Oliver. Even if anything happens to this watch, it doesn't matter. Your wealth has no limit now, so you can buy as many watches as you like. Though I must say, this watch looks quite good on you."
"I-Is that so?" Oliver stammered before composing himself. "Still, it is different than acting cool. I need to get used to all these expensive things on my body... Otherwise, I won't be able to keep my calm for too long..."
"Don't worry. The first time is always the hardest, but you'll get used to it in no time. Just remember to stay calm no matter what."
Elle assured him while caressing his cheek.
Oliver took a deep breath and looked at her with a confident smile.
"I will do my best, Miss Elle."