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"Forget it, Tristen. Do you think | want to interfere with your matters? It's just that the clothes you're wearing are
so embarrassing. If this gets out and someone sees this, they might take you for an idiot!" An anxious Tristen
asked, "H-How is this embarrassing?"
"That's because they're not matching! This skirt shouldn't be worn together with this type of top."
"What should | match it with, then?"
Zoey immediately sprang up. "Here, letteach you. Listen now, this type of skirt should be matched with tops
that are a little girly, and the shoes should be cute as well..."
Standing next to her, Tristen listened intently as she tried her best to remember every word Zoey was saying.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLooking at Tristen being so concentrated, Zoey suddenly burst into a giggle. "Tristen, why the sudden interest in
ladies’ things? Do you have someone you like?"
Instantly, Tristen's face blushed brightly and she stammered, "T-That's nonsense. I... | don't have anyone | like...
I'm j-just..."
Even after stammering for a while, she couldn't cup with a good explanation and plopped into a seat in
frustration.
On the other hand, Zoey threw back her head and laughed out loudly. This was the first tin her life she had
seen Tristen so embarrassed.
"Tristen, I'm just kidding with you. Look how serious you're taking it!" she said, giggling, and Tristen turned her
face to the other side, too mad to be bothered with her.
Standing up, Zoey said with a laugh, "Alright, it's getting late. I'm going back to have my beauty sleep. Oh, by
the way. | heard that Dr. Larson will be returning to Eastshire tomorrow and our family is preparing a party for
him. Will you attend the party?"
With a forlorn expression, Tristen lowered her head and kept her silence.
Seeing that, Zoey muttered to herself, "What do you think I should wear tomorrow, Tristen? You're quite close
with Dr. Larson, so what kind of girl do you think he fancies? Sexy, innocent or intellectual? Oh my, this is so
frustrating! It's the first t| run into such a difficult man to handle!"
The look on Tristen's face shifted. "W-What are you going to do?"
A seductive smile appeared on Zoey's face. "What else can | do? Dr. Larson is not a bad catch. He's so young but
already so capable and has so many achievements. If he's my husband... Heh, that's much better than any of
the ignorant rich boys out there!"
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Instantly, blood drained from Tristen's face and she cast Zoey a warning and angry look. "You... How can you
have such thoughts? Dr. Larson is a married man!" she pointed out angrily.
Zoey sniggered indifferently. "What kind of marriage is that? When he was at the lowest point of his life, he had
no other choice but to be a live-in son-in-law for 100,000. All these years, he was at the beck and call of the
Cunninghams like a dog, and they never treated him like a man at all," she said, lifting up her chest and
cackling. "So, I'm planning to save him from this disaster by making him my husband. For the rest of my life, I'll
give him all the best things in the world. In the first half of his life, he had suffered a lot, but in the later half, |
won't let him suffer a single bit!"
A few mere words from her was enough to ignite an excitement in Tristen, and from the light in her eyes, Zoey
knew that her plan had basically succeeded.
Giggling, she took a seat next to Tristen. "I'm going first, Tristen. I've sent someone to bring a lot of clothes over
and | have to try them all later. Dr. Larson is leaving tomorrow, so | have to leave him with an unforgettable
memory!"
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