“What is your purpose here?”

Nicole gazed at Dora with a cold expression.

Dora pointed at Nicole’s mouth and said, “Your lipstick needs a touch-up. It looks so terrible as it is smudged. You are now a renowned celebrity, correct? It is undesirable to be snapped in this manner by the paparazzi.”

Nicole was untouched by her comments.

After that, Dora approached her and assisted in smoothing her hair personally.

Nicole felt a tingle of discomfort at Dora’s unexpected contact.

She flinched abruptly and kept her gaze fixed on Dora.

“I shall attend to my appearance. Mrs. Todd, thanks.”

Dora’s expression darkened instantly, and she glanced at Nicole up and down as if she were inspecting a product.

“It appears you have lived a wonderful life, and you are far more attractive than the unfortunate lady kneeling in front of me at that moment. Sadly… There is no way to conceal your humble origins, no matter how stunning you may look now. You are still one of the lowly.”

Before she could respond, Dora lifted

sound of slapping was particularly audible

were locked in the cubicle and had no choice

the gracious, mild and kind aunt

Lucia’s and Wyatt’s dads were brothers, and Dora was her

why Lucia didn’t like

since childhood. She recalled Nicole having been Wyatt’s girlfriend for a while. Nevertheless, following the automobile accident, Nicole

her cousin Wyatt was a wealthy and foolish guy while Nicole was a cruel and cunning woman, and Dora had

what happened outside just now had

two persons in the cubicle shifted, the scenario in

her voice and warned, “If you dare seduce my son again, I will not only smack you like I just did. I can also show

statements were excessive as an outsider,

despised

know that

quickly stopped scolding when she

statements at first. Her long-repressed

to her, but her mother was her raw nerve,

your son instead of bothering me. He can’t seem to forget me, even though I’m lowly. What are you going

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