"Excuse me, may I help you?" The club manager maintained a professional smile on his face.
Amelia composed herself, not intending for others to know what had happened, and explained pretentiously, "I can't remember my membership number. Perhaps you could guide me."
The manager gestured with his hand. "Of course, please follow me."
As Amelia's footsteps faded away, Eve, inside the room, finally released her hand from Elisa's face.
"Are you crazy? How dare you treat me like this?" Elisa questioned loudly while rushing to the full-length mirror, worrying about her perfect makeup.
In such a situation, Elisa was only concerned about her makeup... Eve almost laughed out of anger.
"Why were you saying those things to Amelia just now?"
Seeing her face as beautiful as ever in the mirror, Eli
