Love After Leaving: No Regret (Agnes and Raymond) novel Chapter 336

Vivian said, "Yeah, yeah, exactly! That's what I was thinking too. The two of us seem so in sync!"

Vivian didn't even know what she was saying. She was just trying, on pure instinct, to please Neal.

But the way that man looked at her was so distant, so cold.

Vivian was still thinking about how to tell Neal that, since everyone was here for this event, they could all stick together from now on.

But Neal spoke first.

"If there's nothing else, Ms. Brogdon, I'll be leaving now. Sorry..."

Vivian froze. "Huh? Wait, Neal, hey! Don't go!"

Neal didn't respond to her calls at all. He just walked away without a glance.

Vivian stomped her foot in fury. "What the hell?! Jerk!"

The next day, Agnes and Carmen watched the sunrise on the cruise ship, enjoyed the food, and even took a yoga class together.

The two of them also made plans to go get an essential oil spa treatment in the afternoon.

No matter where they went, that group of rich girls followed behind them.

They kept sneering that the two of them were bumpkins with no taste.

But whatever Agnes and Carmen did, whatever they ate, they copied every single thing.

That afternoon, they followed them to the spa, too.

Tiffany hid far away in a corner, watching Agnes pick out essential oils.

Then suddenly, as if something had hit her, she turned and ran out.

Not long after, she came rushing back in a panic.

She walked over to Vivian, leaned close to her ear, and whispered something.

Vivian was startled at first, then said softly,

"Tiffany, isn't that a little bad? You... you're so wicked."

Tiffany gave a cold snort.

"What's so bad about it? It'll wipe that smug look off her face. Let's see how she keeps seducing men and doing all that shady crap after this!"

After saying that, they went into another room.

Agnes and Carmen changed into robes and lay down on the comfortable spa beds, ready for a lovely treatment.

The technicians moved in an orderly way, sterilizing tools and mixing the oils.

Suddenly, Agnes casually heard one of the technicians mutter, "Hm? This color..."

Agnes asked, "What is it?"

The technician said, "Ah, it's nothing. I'm just mixing your oil."

The technician frowned slightly. She had noticed that today's oil looked a little off.

But she didn't want to damage the cruise ship's reputation by saying there was something wrong with the products onboard.

After all, everyone who could come aboard this ship was either rich or powerful.

"I'll go get some warm towels for you."

The technician made up an excuse and quietly got to her feet, planning to secretly swap it out for a new bottle.

Crap. Such a stupid mistake today. I'm definitely getting fired.

Agnes curled her lips into a faint, meaningful smile and said to the technician and Carmen, "In a minute, no matter what I do, both of you need to act like you saw nothing. Got it?"

The technician said, "Huh? Ms. Sinclair, you... What do you mean? You're not... going to file a complaint against me, are you? Sob...

"Please don't. I'm begging you. It took me forever to get a job that pays this well. I have people to support...

"Ahhh, sob... I'm sorry... I'm sorry...."

Agnes frowned slightly. "What are you doing? Did I say I was going to complain?

"This has nothing to do with you. Just do what I said."

The technician stopped crying and nodded repeatedly as she stepped aside.

Carmen said, "Agnes, is something wrong? Do you need my help?"

Agnes smiled and shook her head. "No need. Just stand there and enjoy the show in a minute."

In the spa room next door...

Vivian, Tiffany, and the rest of those rich girls were all lying on spa beds, too.

Each of them had a face mask on and cucumber slices over their eyes.

They chatted and laughed while enjoying their treatment.

"Hey, everyone, I heard the essential oils here are all top-tier brands from around the world. You hardly ever see them on the market.

"Looks like the organizers actually put some real effort into this event."

The technician said, "That's right. You have a great eye, miss.

"The essential oils we use here all come from top-producing regions like Ondus, Franoa, and Bulsoria."