Love After Divorce

Violet returned to the styling studio.

It was late and the store was alreafy closed.

“Violet, you’re finally back.”

Evie was on the tiptoe of expectation. She took Violet’s hand with nervousness.

“Were you just with Louis? How was it? It didn’t reveal, did it?”

“It’s okay. Luckily you’re resourceful.”

Violet laughed and patted her hand soothingly.

“Scared the hell out of me.”

Evie let out a long breath and asked curiously, “Where were you two just now? Did something happen?”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Let’s go back early.”

Not wanting her family to worry about her, she generally reported good news but no bad.

“Oh.”

Evie didn’t ask any more questions and responded in a good manner.

At that moment, there was a commotion downstairs, and a woman’s shrill voice rang out.

“Helena, get your ass out here!”

The voice was a little familiar.

the sight of the woman who

“Miss Johnson, what’s up?”

stared at her with fire in her eyes, like it was going

she removed the mask, she angrily said, “Helena, did you put something in the drink? You made

red bumps, looking creepy

raised an eyebrow,

in the afternoon tea she gave Jasmine and Laila

was also very

on public, but she had to teach her a

for death,

that she raised one of her hands

wrist, “Miss Johnson, I have cameras here. You’d better not do it, or we’ll all

won’t do it. I’m going to

at her face, “You made my face look

the story of

a smile, “Do you think the public will believe you when you say your face was made like

had just slandered her,

public believe Jasmine when she accused her of messing

“You …”

and apparently had figured this

she burned with anger.

you think you have a

a

out a recorder

warning! If anything happens to me in the future, you’ll

wave of fury

Ahhhhh!