The Girl They Ignored Returned as the Woman Seven Men Would Die For novel Chapter 133

Damaris had originally been eager to go home.

But after experiencing the pampering of a big-city high-society spa today, she felt a complex knot of emotions.

Take Eleanor Remington, for example.

Damaris truly believed she was just as pretty as Eleanor, but look at the life that woman led compared to hers.

A seed of unfairness had begun to sprout in her chest, and Lucas's thirty-thousand-dollar spa card was acting as a massive anchor keeping her here.

Just one session had made her skin glow. If she went a few more times, wouldn't all her fine lines completely disappear?

And even if she didn't use it, wouldn't selling it for thirty grand be incredible?

Damaris instantly softened her tone. "Alright, alright, three days it is. But Mika, do you think I could sell this card?

Spending thirty grand on my face feels like a crime. If I cash it out, that money would last us ages!"

"No," Mika replied bluntly.

"Big-city memberships are tied to your ID. If everyone just sold them off, businesses would lose half their potential clients."

"Ugh—" Damaris's face fell with undeniable disappointment. "But the sweet girl doing my facial said I should come back once a week.

I'm leaving in three days. I can't exactly take a trip to Juniper Springs every single week!"

"Then give it to me. I'll use it. Since we're mother and daughter, they'll probably let it slide," Mika provoked her on purpose.

Damaris immediately clutched the card to her chest. "No way! Unless you buy it from me for thirty grand!"

"Do I look like I have thirty grand lying around?"

"Then go ask Lucas for it! He just tossed sixty grand at us like it was pocket change. Spending a little cash on you would be nothing for him."

Hearing this, the cab driver shot a wildly judgmental glare through the rearview mirror, practically screaming 'gold digger' with his eyes.

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