The woman in the mirror looked grim as she was overwhelmed with resentment.

She calmed down herself and stepped out of the washroom after a long while.

Soon, she stopped walking.

It was because she saw somebody in front of her.

Lindsay narrowed her eyes, “Ms. Flores, when did you come over?”

Amanda loosened her grip slightly as she was initially clenching her fists. She smiled and said, “I have been here for a while.”

Lindsay’s expression suddenly changed immediately.

Amanda chuckled, “Just kidding. Nobody will come to the washroom if it isn’t urgent. Why do you look so pale?”

Lindsay glanced at her and did not say anything. Then, she walked away.

Amanda stood still in place while she grinned coldly.

The person who wanted to kill her was actually Lindsay.

This was something that she had never expected.

She turned around and looked back at Lindsay who had just left the washroom. Her gaze was getting even stern.

Some pain could only be understood by herself.

She walked into the washroom and looked at the sink. The marble sink was so shiny and clean that it could reflect a person’s image. She raised her eyes slowly and looked at herself in the mirror. It was completely a different face. Even her face was injured, it could still get recovered but she chose to change her appearance instead.

She was blind in the past.

Now, she was reborn. She wanted those who had deceived and harmed her to pay for it!

She did not go back to the dinner after walking out of the washroom. However, she walked to the door outside and stood at the staircase. She sent Casimir a message: I will wait for you at the door.

watching the stars for a long time, “I heard that when people die, they turn into stars in the sky. Which one are you? At this

the pain of losing her child. Out of the blue, there was a sudden warmth with a familiar scent on her shoulder. She

Ms. Flores should take care of

heat left in his clothes. She calmed down quickly and said gently, “Mr. James, are you

be delayed if Ms. Flores is sick.” Stanford was wearing a black shirt with a tie in front of his chest neatly. He

me. Excuse me for my abrupt question, why is Mr. James so determined to

head and looked at Amanda. He remained silent for a moment, “Ms. Flores knew that it was abrupt, then you shouldn’t

and headed to the black car parked at the roadside after saying

her head and could not help but sneer. Was he pretending to be affectionate at

She walked down the stairs carefully with her high heels. Then, she removed the suit from her

Amanda turned around and saw Lindsay walking out. So, she purposely

her subconsciously while she held Stanford’s neck

close. Moreover, the fabric of her gown was thin while he was only wearing a shirt. Such close

“Amanda.” He blurted out.

over to her without considering his image. She did not even say anything. She just pretended to be shocked

appearance but could not give another feeling to others since her body would not

moment as he buried his face in

face

sneered as she looked at her anxious look. She pretended to

and took a step backwards when he was pushed by her. He was stunned for a short while but he regained his sense

James.

“We

quiet. He was less indifferent while looking at Amanda. Instead, he felt even complex. Why did he have that kind of

did not look well. When she reached out to touch him, he turned around and left without bothering her. He was in a panic at this moment. How could he behave like that towards a woman whom he had just met a few times? The driver opened the car door for him as he was approaching.

at Amanda and warned her, “Stay away

smiled, “Is

he is mine or

box in his hand. He walked down the stairs slowly and continued teasing, “As far as I know, Stanford’s wife has been dead for almost a year. If he

her lip and glared at Casimir. Then, she turned

you alright?” Casimir asked Amanda while looking

shook her head, “I’m

back too.” He reached out to help her. He only realized that her arms were

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