Rachel didn't pay attention to the table where Lilia was eating.
Under everyone's gaze, she left alone. Even though her back was straight, she could still feel people's piercing gazes.
Claire also showed off her figure, and when she left, she whispered, "That girl... She really doesn't look too smart. Why would she expect a playboy like Alan to only give his attention to her? To be honest, the pretty girl who left earlier was more to Alan's taste. But tracking with a cell phone is a bit too much indeed!"
Lilia pursed the corners of her mouth. "Well, that's life, sis."
Even when the whole world was telling her this, Rachel still closed her eyes.
If she doesn't want to come to her senses soon, logic will be forever useless.
What's more, she had clearly separated herself from reality.
Why did she have to be a good person again if it would only come in vain?
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