She Was Never Just a Pretty Face novel Chapter 206

The winter air was bleak.

A black Maybach drove down the street.

The gleaming body of the car gave off a distinct aura of old money against the backdrop of the ancient buildings on either side.

Sebastian was driving.

He had been Harrell's executive assistant but betrayed Harrell to join Luther. Normally, Luther would never heavily rely on a traitor like him. Hilda had asked for him, so Luther gave him to her as a convenient favor.

But for Sebastian, this was worse than death.

The interior of the car was dark.

Hilda sat in the back, looking straight ahead. "Pull over."

Sebastian glanced at the curb. There was a 24-hour pharmacy.

He glanced at Hilda's turtleneck sweater.

He guessed what she was going to buy.

The man pulled the car to the side and parked, unable to stop himself from adding, "Mr. Sanford won't like you buying that."

A few seconds later, Hilda got out of the car anyway.

The wind was biting cold.

Two beggars were squatting on the side of the road.

A man and a woman.

Hilda was going to walk right past them.

But the man called her name.

"Hilda."

Hilda froze, looking down at the pair of beggars. They were people she knew.

—Sylvan Cassidy and Mina Lovell.

Sylvan was dressed in thin clothes, draped in a flimsy, ragged blanket. He leaned on a crutch, looking up at Hilda. Hilda was wearing stilettos, a black coat, and an expensive brooch.

Holding a crocodile-leather clutch in her hand.

She looked every bit the wealthy socialite.

While Sylvan had been reduced to a beggar.

Chantelle Claire had gone bankrupt.

The Cassidy family was ruined.

The people sent to ship them overseas had abandoned them halfway. Now he and Jolie's mother had no identification, no house, no home. They couldn't even catch a glimpse of Jolie. The asylum wouldn't let them in, stating that Jolie's legal guardian was now Hilda, his eldest daughter.

Sylvan had a head of graying hair.

His beard was stained with leftover porridge.

Where was the hypocritically righteous man of the past?

Sylvan stared at Hilda with a look of utter heartbreak.

Exactly the same as before.

He reprimanded Hilda just like he used to—

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