Together with the hotel guests, Medea stepped out of the elevator when her phone suddenly rang.
She answered the call. "Alva?"
"Yeah, yeah, don't worry. I'm staying in the same hotel as Eudora, that bitch."
"Alright. Being in a foreign country, where we're unfamiliar, I must keep an eye on her."
"But Alva, you better keep your promise to me."
"Hahaha, sure, I knew you'd treat me the best."
Feeling triumphant, Medea hung up the phone and muttered, "That bitch is taking forever. She's making me wait. This is infuriating!"
As she cursed, Medea dialed Eudora's number on her phone.
Coincidentally, the phone belonging to the "foreign girl" standing on her accidentally rang, playing a popular domestic song.
Medea furrowed her brow, glanced at the "foreign girl", then turned back and continued her call.
Eudora, the "foreign girl", couldn't help but smile as she held her phone.
Yesterday, John had called her, cautioning her to be careful abroad.
To avoid trouble, Eudora had purposely applied heavy makeup.
Little did she know that this unintentional act would allow her to overhear an interesting conversation.
She just didn't expect Alva to collaborate with Medea.
And to meticulously plot against her.
"So annoying! She hung up on me!"
Medea's face turned dark with anger.
Just as she was about to call Eudora again, the "foreign girl" walked up to her, reached out, and patted her shoulder. "Were you an orphan?"
Suddenly, the "foreign girl" spoke, her voice sounding exactly like Eudora's, startling Medea.
"You... you... you're Eudora?"
"Surprised? Unexpected, huh?"
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