Vivian was a scheming and capricious woman, but today, Michelle's smile made her shake in her boots.
Michelle's celebrity had been taking the world by storm lately, but Vivian believed that Michelle's beauty was just one arrow in her quiver. She had to be smart, too. Otherwise, even with Westley helping her career, she would not be wildly successful.
In Vivian's eyes, Michelle was another one of those women who looked lovely and harmless, but underneath those perfectly manicured toes and nails were retractable claws that she knew how to wield.
"You are a goddess, Michelle. You're the queen of everything, really, and a magnificent fashion icon. I'm a lover of fashion myself, and I just want to say that your style inspires me so much." Vivian chose her words carefully, hoping that she could woo Michelle with them.
"Oh, thank you, dear. Since you're such a big fan of mine, can you tell me from which magazine you got this poster?" Michelle stared at Vivian and curled her lips into a faint smirk.
She wanted to teach Vivian a lesson for the fact that she had bullied Gabrielle.
"Magazine?" It never occurred to Vivian that Michelle would ask such a difficult question and catch her off guard.
Of course Vivian did not know which magazine the poster was from. She was only pretending to be Michelle's big fan to impress her. Her knowledge of Michelle only came from news snippets that she did not really pay attention to. Yes, Michelle was extremely popular, but that did not mean that Vivian liked her.
So she froze at Michelle's question.
"This poster..." Vivian felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she racked her brain for any guess that would make sense and help her save face.
She had never felt this embarrassed in her entire life, and she hated that it was all because of her own doing.
"I'm sorry. I'm trying to remember the name of the magazine, but I can't. I've bought so many magazines that have featured you that all the names have just blurred together in my mind." Finally, Vivian came up with a calculated lie.
She heaved a sigh of relief.
Michelle put down her coffee and smiled. "Of course. That makes sense. Even I wouldn't remember if there were so many. It's okay. That's normal."
"Yes." Meeting Michelle's gaze, Vivian felt her heart race again.
There was something in Michelle's eyes that told Vivian that Michelle did not buy a word of what she said. Vivian swallowed as Michelle looked at her intently.
"May I share something with you, Vivian? I don't like it when people lie to my face," Michelle said casually.
Even though there was no trace of resentment in Michelle's beautiful, flawless face, Vivian still felt uneasy.
"I don't mind people not collecting pictures of me and not liking me. I can't please everyone. But what I do mind is people who pretend to like me to serve their own agendas," Michelle continued.
Vivian gnashed her teeth together. She despised the fact that Michelle saw right through her effortlessly. And she could not drop her act now. Otherwise, she would be a liar not only in front of Michelle but also in front of Jason.
She refused to go down this way.
She would not go up in flames in front of Jason.
"Well, you and me both, Miss Michelle. I don't like being lied to as well," Vivian replied, keeping her voice steady.
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