After using it, I realized that the concealing effect was indeed quite good. I felt more at peace now.
However, when my gaze shifted upward and fell on my swollen lips, I felt like giving up again. "What about my lips? The concealer can't cover swelling.”
Lally thought about it and said with a smile, "Wear a face mask, then."
This was a great idea, but I did not have a face mask.
My gaze fell on Lally's bag. A meticulous woman like her should have a face mask, right?
Cally looked helplessly at me. "You're one scheming little devil."
She took out a face mask after saying that.
My eyes lit up as I took the face mask. I quickly thanked her. "I'll remember your kindness and buy you a meal some other day."
After walking out of the washroom, we bumped into Elena.
She was clad in black, and her face was heavily made up, which made her look very cool.
When she saw me, her cold and elegant brows were filled with disdain and indifference. It made her look even more like an ice beauty now.
When we brushed past each other, she said with a face full of mockery, "I've never seen someone so shameless. She said that she didn't want something yet secretly sent herself to his doorsteps.”
Those words were truly triggering.
Lally knew that she was referring to me. Besides, there was no one else here she could be referring to.
She stopped in her tracks and looked at Elena with cold eyes, saying, "It depends heavily on who’s the one offering herself. Some women can get naked and offer themselves yet won't even be spared a glance by Mr. Grant."
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