Evan was pleased that Maya was more understanding and empathetic for a kid of her age.
But he looked at her lovingly and said, “It’s okay, Maya. You can get whatever you like.”
“Yeah, Maya, Uncle Davin owns this mall, so feel free to choose anything you like,” Juan added.
Maya was surprised and exclaimed, “Wow, Uncle Davin must be really rich then!”
Kyle scoffed and said, “Well, Uncle Davin is the poorest in the Seet family. Our Daddy’s the richest man in the family!”
Maya listened to him and nodded as if she could comprehend what Kyle was saying. All she knew was that Daddy sounded really wealthy.
She rolled her eyes around and finally said, “Alright then! I’ll buy three pretty clothes today!” Maya turned towards Nina and gestured a “three” with her cute little fingers as smiled at her happily.
“Just three?” Nina asked with an unimpressed face.
They heard the crowd buzzing and mumbling just as they arrived at the women’s section.
The children hastened their little steps to see what was going on. Evan and Nicole quickly followed behind.
As they were approaching the crowd, a sarcastic voice rang in their ears.
“Oh my gosh, look at this girl. She thinks she can be a princess by wearing all these classy clothes. She’s delusional!” someone from the crowd commented.
“I know right? She’s just an ugly duckling trying to act like she’s actually a swan! She needs a reality check,” another woman agreed.
“Don’t tell me she dreams of marrying a prince! More like she should marry a frog!” a random stranger added.
“Seriously, she should focus on changing that face of hers instead of buying clothes,” yet another lady remarked.
Maya and Nina shifted their gaze to the subject of those unabashed criticisms.
In the middle of the crowd stood a plump and short woman, and she had a birthmark on her face.
It was true that her beauty was unconventional.
Her apparel was plain and down to earth—which was probably why she came to such a high-end shopping mall to get a makeover.
She fixed her eyes on the ground trying to avoid eye contact with anyone as she fidgeted away nervously. It was conspicuous that she was trying her best to hold in her tears—as if she did something wrong.
“Why doesn’t she just leave?” Maya asked, looking at Evan.
“Yeah, she should run away,” Nina agreed.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo