The Pinnacle Of Life

The Pinnacle Of Life Chapter 887

Phoebe was dumbfounded.

No, it was that dumb drink. It was on her hair, her face, and everywhere.

The main point here was that there was some pulp in the drink. Forget about her face. Her white fashionable dress was also soaked and had become translucent from the liquid.

And her black, tightfitting undergarment was also clearly visible.

Alex glanced over.

‘Wow, nice! It looked to be at least a C or D cup, right?’

He couldn’t help but give her a few more glances.

“Oh, how did this happen?”

Phoebe didn’t say anything, as though she had suddenly become mute. Cheryl stood up quickly and reached for the tissue box on the table.

Alex also jumped up at this time. “I’m sorry, so sorry. But you were also too careless. How could you drop the cup? It was too sudden, and I couldn’t catch it. This…”

rubbing Phoebe’s face. One big hand directly on her

hand froze midair

rubbing the liquid off her face? It looked like he was

a lot of makeup today, foundation, eyeshadow, lipstick, everything. Now, Alex was using circular motions to rub at her face, basically mixing everything. Her face would

couldn’t stop

held it back and said with a straight face, “Oh no! Why does it look even dirtier than before? Miss Larsen, how much makeup do you

my face a few times with it, okay?’

her senses as she pushed Alex away roughly and shouted, “You asshole!

mean it. You’re the one who accidentally knocked over the cup and almost spilled it on

dragged Phoebe into the

He watched with a sour expression on his face as

woman. You want to fight me? You reap what

himself,

she felt when she saw herself in the mirror

and now

courtyard, he had thrown her high heels up into a tree, and she was forced to walk home with a bruised leg. Pieces

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