The changes in Calvinâs features left the others stunned and speechless.
Ariana suddenly sat up in surprise, trying hard to suppress herself from screaming.
âCalvin? You got plastic surgery?â she exclaimed.
She couldnât believe Calvin had changed his face secretly in the short time she had been away.
She was only gone and had not been keeping tabs on the group for half a month!
Out of the six members, Calvinâs physical appearance was not particularly remarkable.
However, his captivating presence on stage made up for it, enabling his talents to stand out.
Ariana had planned to build Calvinâs acting career.
She was sure he could achieve the same level of success as Remy with diligent practice and improvement.
However, now that Calvin had undergone plastic surgery to conform to beauty standards, he removed his distinguishing features and Looked dramatically different.
Calvin hung his head in embarrassment, too ashamed to utter a single word.
He felt like the least popular member of the group because some online fans often compared him unfavorably to his teammates.
They called him plain and said that he was riding on their popularity.
These comments made him insecure and drove him to get his plastic surgery done.
When Ariana saw how sad Calvin looked, she decided not to question him any further.
She handed him the contract and encouraged him to sit down.
Her tone became more comforting as she said, âDonât worry.
Iâm the one who nurtured you.
I will not allow myself to give up on any of you.
â
While Ariana appeared comforting on the outside, she was cringing inwardly at Calvinâs new appearance.
She had to bite her tongue to keep herself from blurting her blunt thoughts.
Where on earth had he gotten his plastic surgery done? Which shady establishment had disfigured him? The thick bands of skin separating his double eyelids looked appalling, and his chin was as pointy as a sharkâs fin.
It was absurd.
Calvin signed the contract with a guilty expression.
A heavy silence filled the room before he finally said hoarsely, âIâm sorry, Ariana.
Iâve ruined my face.
â
Since the surgery, he had been tortured by insomnia.
He had been tormented by the fear of letting everyone down and being ridiculed by the group.
He had also been afraid that Ariana might reject him for the sake of the team.
Ariana patted Calvin reassuringly on his shoulder and comforted him, âItâll be alright.
It can be reversed.
Iâll help find you the best plastic surgeon to return your face to the way it was.
Itâs not the end of the world.
â
She then asked her friends in a group chat if they knew of a plastic surgery clinic that was confidential and trustworthy.
âWhat?â Betsy instantly replied in concern.
She then flooded the group chat with words of protest.
âAriana, you canât get plastic surgery.
Please donât ruin your natural beauty.
Iâd cry my eyes out if I saw your features change.
Iâm the number one fan of your beauty!â
Ariana smiled resignedly as she typed an explanation to Betsy.
She mentioned that Calvin needed a plastic surgeon who was skillful enough to restore his former appearance.
After reading Arianaâs explanation, Betsy finally calmed down and replied, âYou scared me.
I thought youâd lost your mind.
I donât know much about plastic surgeons, but Iâll ask around.
â
After a short pause, Sarah suggested, âHow about New Look Aesthetic Hospital?â