Chapter 587
“Where did you get the plastic surgery? It’s quite successful. It looks very similar at first glance, and you look stiff and strange.”
“But why do you want to have plastic surgery to look like Gale? You are a female star, Winnie Nightingale. You have been the dream lover of so many men, and you are pretty good-looking.”
“Or was it just to seduce Shawn?”
Winnie’s expression changed again.
She did not expect that after four years of lurking, she would come back to Sea City with a changed face, approach Shawn again, and want to rely on this face to h*ok
him, but Summer found it out so quickly!
She thought that no one would remember her, let alone recognize her!
After all, she looked totally different!
Summer folded her arms and said, “Hehe, the plan is pretty good. Plastic surgery changed your face into Gale, deliberately pretended to be a server, bumped into Shawn at the banquet, and made him notice you… Tsk tsk, you are really good at
scheming.”
Winnie began to quibble, “Being a server is my job, and there is no distinction between high and low jobs! I work hard with my own hands! I didn’t deliberately bump into Mr. Wood. At that time, he was walking too fast.”
“Okay, you are right. What happened to your face?”
“I…”
“You don’t know. You claim to have no plastic surgery, right? How about I take you to the hospital and remove the prosthesis in your nose?”
Shawn must be really blind and confused to treat this woman as Gale’s substitute!
She gritted her teeth. “Temperley Hall is Mr. Wood’s residence. How can you enter so casually? Housekeeper, drive her out quickly!”
Naturally, the housekeeper would not listen to her.
Summer said, “Are you yelling at me? I’ll tear off your cosmetic face mask right now!”
“Ah!”
Winnie screamed and hurriedly dodged.
Summer naturally would not let her go so easily.
Seeing that Winnie was about to lose out, suddenly a male voice sounded, “What are you doing? Stop!”
Shawn went downstairs gracefully.
As soon as he spoke, the s*rvant and the security guard next to him, immediately stepped forward to separate Summer and Winnie.
Summer’s clothes were torn, and her hair was messed up, but Winnie was even
worse.
There was a long scratch on her face.
When Shawn walked in front of her, tears fell from her eyes. “Mr. Wood…”
“Did you get hurt?”
Shawn gently slid his fingertips over her wound.
“Yes…” Winnie blinked, looking at Summer deliberately.
“It’s a pity. There shouldn’t be any scars on this face, even if it’s a similar one.” Shawn’s voice was low and h*arse.
He turned his head and said, “Go and call the family doctor.”
“Yes, Mr. Wood.”
Summer could not believe her ears. “Such a slight injury. Why do you still need to call
a doctor? Why are you feeling distressed?”
“What I feel distressed about is this face.”
Not Winnie.
Summer said, “She is Winnie! Don’t you remember? In the past, Lovito planned to choose her as the spokesperson, but in the end, they didn’t choose her! She was also blocked by you yourself. Have you forgotten?”
Shawn remembered.
He stood at the stairs, watching the farce from a distance, and heard the
conversation between them.
It brought back his distant memory.
Winnie Nightingale.
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