Elizabeth wanted to rush up again, Molly stopped her: "Elizabeth."
"Why are you here?"
Seeing Molly, Elizabeth's face showed a hint of embarrassment. It was not very honorable for such a thing to be seen by friends, but soon she felt relieved because she knew Molly was on her side.
"I had some errands to run nearby, are you okay?" Molly walked up and stood with Elizabeth, her gaze coldly looking towards Bella Howard.
Bella was wearing thick, faded pajamas, covered in dust from rolling on the ground and her hair was messy with some weeds tangled in it – a disgraceful and fierce sight.
As Bella looked Molly up and down, Molly did the same. Bella was taken aback upon seeing Molly, her gaze quickly shifting from Molly's face to the clothes and bag she was wearing.
Bella couldn't recognize any of the brands Molly was wearing, but that didn't mean she couldn't evaluate people.
