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Love After Leaving: No Regret (Agnes and Raymond) novel Chapter 337

As the spa therapist spoke, she started introducing the oils to them.

"For this session, we've prepared champaca, patchouli, neroli, and the classic rose essential oil."

As she explained, the therapist skillfully began blending the oils. "These oils don't just help with beauty and skincare. They also relieve stress and strengthen your immune system.

"I'm sure once you've tried them, you'll feel completely refreshed and absolutely glowing!"

The moment she heard the introduction, Tiffany got excited.

"Oh my God, I know this champaca oil! It's a top-tier essential oil from Ondus!

"It's insanely expensive. One ounce costs several times more than gold, and the yield is super low!

"I heard only royalty and nobility used to use this stuff."

The more Tiffany talked, the more excited she got, until she couldn't seem to stop.

"I also heard this oil is called the fountain of youth, and it works wonders for slowing skin aging!!!

"I can't believe we actually get to use it here. This trip was so worth it, and the money I donated wasn't wasted either!!!"

The other rich girls couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.

"Tiffany, look at how excited you are. Have you really never seen anything like this before?

"Every time we go to Vivian's place, Vivian treats us with champaca oil."

Tiffany instantly choked on her words. In Grandridge, her family was basically just nouveau riche.

She'd been trailing after Vivian forever, but she'd never really made it into the inner circle.

Hearing the other girls say Vivian often treated them with champaca oil, she suddenly felt like all the flattery she'd been showering on Vivian before clearly hadn't hit the mark.

This time, on this island trip, she had to make Vivian see her in a whole new light and turn her into a trusted right-hand woman.

Once Vivian started living in pure luxury, she'd definitely remember to bring her along for the ride.

Tiffany forced an awkward smile and explained to the other rich girls,

"Uh... I... I was just trying to explain this oil's effects to you in more detail..."

Then, she slipped right back into full-on flattery mode and said to Vivian, "Vivian, you're seriously so sweet. No wonder you're one of the top rich girls in Grandridge.

"Even something this rare, you're willing to use to treat your girlfriends."

Vivian only smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing. We're all good friends. If I have something nice, of course I want to share it with my girls..."

Then, Tiffany suddenly changed the subject, her voice dripping with mockery as she quietly said to Vivian, "I wonder how the one next door is doing right now. My guess? She's probably already calling 911 by now. Hahahahaha."

Vivian's voice was light and airy. "Tiffany, did you forget where we are? We're on a cruise ship. Where would a 911 call even come from?"

Tiffany said, "Oh! Right, how did I forget that? Hahaha, then that makes it even worse, hahahaha."

The rich girls heard that and immediately got curious. "Hm? What's going on?"

The therapist soothed her softly, "Just bear with it a little. Women have to pay a price to be beautiful.

"You have to be willing to put in the work and suffer a little. Just wait. In a bit, you'll be stunning enough to steal the whole room."

Tiffany thought that made perfect sense, so she stopped asking questions and forced herself to endure the stinging pain on her face.

But as the therapist kept massaging and applying more oil, the pain on her face grew sharper and sharper.

In the end, it hurt so badly that she couldn't take it anymore and suddenly sat bolt upright on the spa bed.

"Ow ow ow... ow ow ow..." she cried, clutching her face.

The other rich girls were all startled and quickly asked, "What happened?"

Tiffany screamed, "My face! It hurts so bad!!! I can't take it anymore!!"

One of the rich girls walked over to see what was wrong with her.

The next second, she let out a shrill scream. "Ah!!!"

"Tiffany, your... your face..."

The others all rushed over too, and one after another, they all started shrieking.

The way they reacted, it was like they'd just seen something impossible.

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