Café.
Shelly sat in the corner, holding a cup of coffee and staring at the door of the studio across the street, full of pleasure.
As long as she could make Blanca Roach unhappy, she felt happy.
“Ugh, you’re back, cousin.”
She glanced at the person who came in the door of the cafe and immediately stood up and waved a hand at her, signaling the person to come over.
Waiting for the person to sit down Shelly only sat down across from her, pushing a cup of coffee in front of her and gossiping.
“How are you guys doing? Did you get Blanca Roach to agree to apologize?”
“It was okay.” Adelina Yulissa leaned back on the sofa, stirring the coffee in front of her with a hitch, “After all, her The Grant family’s identity is there, we don’t dare to press hard.”
“Cousin, you are the only Miss of The Yulissa family, still afraid of her a Blanca Roach.”
Adelina glanced at her and dropped the spoon into the cup, her tone casual.
“You’re the only Miss of The James family too, and you’re not also being crushed by her and coming over to me for help.”
“We are different, you are married to a good husband, and have the relationship between The Yulissa family and our The James family, what is there to be false in front of her.”
Said Shelly, with a sigh of pity.
“I’m different. I wanted to sleep with Matthew Grant, but I didn’t know I’d be hitched to Jim Grant by mistake.”
“You’re the one who was careless enough to come up with such a stupid idea.”
“There is no way, I just want to marry Matthew Grant, what else can there be but this solution, unlike you, cousin, who has been lucky since childhood.”
Adelina hooked the corners of her lips, picked up her coffee and took a sip.
“And you don’t say things like that, at least now you are more or less hooked up with The Grant family, and Alan Grant likes you a lot, look how much The James family’s stock price has gone up recently.”
“Cousin.” Shelly pouted, full of resignation, “But I just want to marry Matthew Grant.”
“Then use some brains.”
Adelina glanced out the window, the row of luxury cars parked in front of the studio was pretty much gone, leaving only a scattered few down.
She blinked and turned around with graceful posture and a light tone.
“But this time your idea is good, it’s a bit clever to know ‘killing with a knife’.”
“Actually, the idea came from a woman named Amelia, who was in Blanca Roach’s studio and worked with me on the inside and outside to make it happen.”
Shelly leaned back in her chair and flipped through the backup copy of the power of attorney she was holding.
“She hates Blanca Roach, too, so she’s working with me, which is kind of useful except for the fact that it was her idea to get me to sleep with Matthew Grant last time.”
“Amelia?”
Adelina heard this name although unfamiliar, but her mind recalled the girl who just played smart in the office.
It was probably this person, who said one thing to the face but did another, but was very deep in her heart.
She defended the name Blanca Roach, but in fact, she was thinking of directing the war on another person, and also intensified the conflict between the two sides.
But in front of her, it is also a small skill.
“That person seems to have seen inside, you watch out for her, hate may be true, but the purpose is never simple.”
Shelly frowned slightly and threw the phone in her hand on the table.
“Cousin you also think so ah, I have long found her wrong, always feel her ideas I can not feel, not simply want to help me look.”
“You know yourself just fine.” Adelina patted the dust on the bag and spoke in a light tone, “If you have anything to do in the future, you can find me, I can help and I will help you.”