“It’s you?”
Blanca Roach looked at Amelia’s small bright yellow dress, honestly, this dress does not suit her, Amelia’s skin is on the dark side, this yellow dress on her body is simply a disaster.
Again, the color was so conspicuous that Blanca Roach immediately recognized Amelia as the sneaky figure in the lobby.
“You were the one who instructed the waiter to pour wine on me in the lobby, weren’t you?”
Amelia snorted coldly.
“You’re not too stupid, it seems.”
She expected Blanca Roach to come to the bathroom after the wine was poured on her, so she came here early to wait for her.
Blanca Roach was still blowing her dress without any fuss. She wanted to see what Amelia had gone to all that trouble to ruin her dress.
Couldn’t it be jealousy?
That would be too childish.
Amelia walked up to her, her face no longer as childish as when she had worked in her studio.
She leaned close to Blanca Roach’s ear and whispered.
“After tonight, I’ll see if you can still maintain this innocent look.”
Blanca Roach’s hand was straightening her clothes, and quickly returned to normal.
“What do you mean?”
The barefooted are not afraid of wearing shoes, Shelly, Adelina’s stream will still take into account the face, some small action still have some cover, afraid of Amelia this, crazy completely reckless.
She still has Matthew, and her daughter, she can not take their lives to joke.
Amelia laughed nervously.
“What, you’re scared?”
She felt sick at the sight of Blanca Roach’s posturing.
Why, why is it that Blanca Roach, who was also born at the bottom, can marry Matthew Grant, buy expensive dresses whenever she wants, and attend high society parties whenever she wants.
Why should she have to wear the cheapest clothes that she had to threaten to get?
Blanca Roach saw Amelia’s eyes red through the mirror and felt a sense of crisis in her heart.
Who would try to reason with a crazy person.
She quickly ran for the exit of the bathroom before Amelia was ready.
The door was already locked by someone.
Blanca Roach rapped on the door with reluctant force.
“Anyone, someone is locked in here, is there anyone out there?”
Amelia laughed even harder.
“Don’t waste your breath, everything is as I expected.”
Blanca Roach had a flash of light in her head and suddenly realized that I was afraid that all of this evening was a trap.
Amelia will appear here, without Rutledge’s permission, simply can not do.
His target, from start to finish, was Blanca Roach.
Even if Matthew Grant came with her tonight, with Rutledge’s ability, he could still find a way to separate the two of them.
It’s just that Blanca Roach doesn’t understand why he has to do this.
From the first photo threats to now having Amelia lock her in the bathroom, what was Rutledge up to?
There wasn’t much time left for Blanca Roach to think, because Amelia pulled a small brown bottle out of nowhere and came towards her.
Blanca Roach rushes to pull out her cell phone to try to call the police, and in a panic hits a shortcut to call Matthew Grant.
She tried to stall for time.
“Amelia, do you know what you’re doing? This is illegal!”
Amelia didn’t stop walking over, she didn’t think so.
“When I become Mrs. Grant, naturally, it won’t be illegal anymore.”