Fiona felt as if she’d been hit over the head with a club.
See? That’s what real friends are.
Friends are like Madeleine and Rebecca. What does that make
Mary?
Just then, Mary walked over, the sound of her high heels clicking, wearing a designer dress that was clearly a bad fit.
“Fiona, what do you think of this one?
I think it’s perfect for me!”
Fiona looked up, sizing up this so–called “friend” for the first
time.
Mary’s face was plastered with a fawning smile, but her eyes
glinted with greed.
She realized she had been letting someone like this lead her by
the nose all along.
“It doesn’t suit you.”
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Fiona’s voice was surprisingly calm. “I have something to do,
I’m leaving. Don’t contact me again.”
Mary’s smile froze on her face. “Wh–what?”
“I said, that outfit doesn’t suit you.”
After saying each word deliberately, Fiona didn’t spare Mary
another glance, grabbing her bag and turning to leave.
“But…” Mary grew anxious and grabbed Fiona’s wrist. “This
dress really does suit me, and you promised…”
Fiona gently pulled her hand back. “I have work to take care of.
If you make me late, you can’t afford it.”
She turned to a nearby sales associate. “Please help this lady
change back into her original clothes. The VIP service is
canceled.”
The associate understood immediately and said to Mary politely
but firmly, “Ma’am, please follow me to the regular fitting room
to change.”
Mary’s face turned ugly in an instant. “Fiona!
What do you mean by this?”
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Her voice rose sharply, causing other customers to turn and
look.
Fiona acted as if she couldn’t hear and walked out quickly.
Mary tried to chase after her but was stopped‘ by the associate.
“Ma’am, you haven’t paid yet.”
“Pay for what?
Isn’t she paying?”
Mary pointed furiously at Fiona’s retreating back.
The associate gave a professional smile. “Fiona didn’t say she
would pay for you.
If you like the dress, you can purchase it yourself at the
register.”
Mary’s face flushed red then turned pale, and she finally
stomped her foot, seething, “I’ll change back!”
Madeleine and Rebecca stood not far away, taking in the whole
scene.
Madeleine let out a long sigh of relief when she saw it.
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“Satisfying.”
Rebecca didn’t say anything, just looked down at her for a
moment, her gaze deep.
As they walked out of the luxury boutique, the sunlight fell
perfectly on them.
Rebecca stopped walking and grabbed Madeleine’s wrist.
“Madeleine.”
Her voice was unusually serious, “I understood everything you
just said to Fiona.”
Madeleine’s smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly
recovered. “What’s wrong?
What did you understand?
Rebecca narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp enough to pierce
through someone’s soul. “Mary, Zoe… they’re too much like
NPCs in a murder mystery game.”
Madeleine’s heart skipped a beat.
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She never expected that the first person to figure it out would
be Rebecca.
The smile on her face felt stiff. Madeleine tried to force it, but
she just couldn’t.
“Rebecca…”
Madeleine’s voice was barely a whisper. “Have you ever had this
feeling?
Where your head tells you something is wrong, but you just
can’t stop yourself from wanting to believe it?”
The look in Rebecca’s eyes changed.
She pulled Madeleine over to a seating area in a corner of the
mall and pushed her down. “Explain.”
Madeleine’s fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her
clothes, her eyes darting around.
She opened her mouth, then closed it again, as if she had a
million things to say but didn’t know where to start.
Rebecca watched her quietly, her sharp gaze slowly turning complex.
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The noisy chatter of the mall formed a natural barrier around
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