Queeny nodded. “Okay!”
Ella took the phone and walked out.
She looked at her thin figure and felt a touch of tenderness and compassion in her heart.
Actually, why was she so nice to Ella?
Because all this time, she’d been taking care of her as best she could and it pleased her.
And it was also because she kind of went through her and saw Sarah Dempsey in her.
They were both girls in their first bloom. At such a splendid age, they were equally strong in character, untainted by their birth. Full of hope for the future, they were a very different kind of person from herself.
But Sarah was dead.
She died for her before she could be good to her.
So, she did not know what kind of strange psychology was working on her.
Queeny sometimes looked at Ella’s thin figure as if she saw Sarah Dempsey through her.
There was something she could not fix, she thought.
Then she had better let the rest of the girls she could see like Sarah have a good time.
It was a way of making up to Sarah.
Queeny’s thoughts drifted a little further, but by this time, the clerk had already brought the dress.
She smiled politely and respectfully. “Would you like to try it now, miss?”
Queeny shook her head. “It wasn’t me. It was my sister. Leave it there. She’s out to answer the phone.”
The clerk had thought that the girl who had followed her, with her awkward face and her poor manner, was only one of her servants.
Now she turned out to be her sister.
The smile on her face brightened a little, and she nodded. “Ok.”
After about three or four minutes, Ella came back.
When she returned, Queeny could see something dark and wrong in her eyes, even though she had managed to keep the smile on her face.
She frowned and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ella shook her head.
“Nothing. It’s just a call from my family.”
With a forced smile, she touched her head and said, “It’s just those things. Never mind.”
Queeny curled her eyebrows slightly. As far as she knew, there was no one in Ella’s family. Queeny didn’t know if she was referring to the orphanage by home stuff.
But she didn’t think much about it. She patted her on the shoulder and said, “Don’t think about it too much. We’ll talk about it later.”
Then she motioned to the skirt that had been laid aside and said, “Go try it on.”
Ella nodded.
The clerk took the dress and led her to the fitting room.
When she entered the dressing room, Queeny sat still, bored, and got up again to continue shopping in the store.
The bodyguards who came with them, of course, wouldn't come into the store, because that would hurt business and make everyone uncomfortable.
But they did not dare go very far, and waited outside the door all the time. So if there was any movement inside, they could rush in.
Queeny strolled around for a while, but didn't see anything she liked. Seeing the other two clerks following her, she waved her hands and said, “You go about your business. Don’t worry about me.”
“Well,” they said with a smile, “if you need anything, please let us know.”
“Okay!”
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