Coolest Girl in Town
Alexander looked at her blankly for a few seconds, then raised his hand and accelerated the speed of the dripping water without hesitation.
Drip, drip, drip—
The water flowed down, splashing all over her face. Charlene’s breathing turned panicked, and she was about to lose her breath.
“Help, help!”
Charlene closed her mouth, trying to force out the water flowing into her nose, but the water was flowing too fast, and she couldn’t get rid of it at all.
“Please, save me…”
Alexander stood expressionlessly in place, completely indifferent. He had no sympathy for those who hurt Elise.
Charlene tried to resist until the last second, but when a lot of water was inhaled into her lungs, her nose, eyes, and ears began to ring, and she felt that her life was in danger. She finally panicked.
“I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything! Let me live! I don’t want to die!”
…
The next day, Elise got up early and went downstairs to make breakfast, but when she went to the kitchen, she saw Layla inside.
She stood by the door, at a loss of whether she should enter or not.
Layla turned off the stove hood before spotting her. After a moment of astonishment, she said lightly, “Go get your papa and Joey.”
“Oh, all right.” Elise responded blankly, and then turned back upstairs.
When she went downstairs again, breakfast was already on the table.
“Oh, aren’t these the breakfast we only have at our hometown? I haven’t eaten these for many years…” Quentin looked at the grand breakfast on the table and dug in.
Layla smiled inexplicably. She put a bowl of soup in front of him, then turned her head to look at Elise and stretched out her hand.
“What do you need?” Elise asked fearfully.
“I’m getting you soup.” Layla’s voice suddenly became several decibels louder. After speaking, she realized that she had unconsciously lost her temper again. She hurriedly lowered her voice and pointed to Elise’s left hand. “Give me your bowl.”
Elise smiled brightly and handed over her bowl obediently. “Thanks, Mama!”
For women, just a simple word or a sentence was enough for them to make up with each other.
They had their breakfast in silence. After Quentin put down his fork, he still felt a little greedy and reached out for the slice of bread on the plate.
Just as he was about to touch the bread, a fork suddenly stretched out and knocked his hand off.
“You still wanna eat? You don’t think your blood sugar is high enough, do you? This is for Elise. She works hard for her live broadcasts every day, and all you do is sit at home and do nothing, but you still want to take her food? I’m ashamed of you!” Layla said protectively.
“Fine, fine. I won’t eat anymore, all right?”
Quentin stood up and walked to the living room while deliberately saying bitterly, “When I eat with my two daughters from now on, I guess I won’t be full anymore!”
Though he said that, his face was full of smiles.
As expected, no one could resist Elise’s charms. Now he could finally rest easy.
“You old man, what nonsense are you saying…” Layla muttered. She turned her head and placed the bread on Elise’s plate. “Your papa just likes to fool around. Ignore him. Here, you should try this. It’s my specialty.”
“Thanks, Mama.” Elise took a bite and quickly gave a thumbs up. “It’s not sweet nor greasy, and the taste is just right. Mama, you’re amazing!”
“Hehe, of course. My grandmother was a gourmet, so I learned a lot from her,” Layla said with a smile.
“Mom, I can see your double chin…” Joey suddenly pulled the rug under her feet.
“Go away.” Layla rolled her eyes. When she looked at Elise, there was a smile on her face again as she asked hesitatingly, “Elise, the thing that we talked about letting the servants prepare, how’s it going?”
Elise immediately realized that she was talking about the medicine for weight loss and acne. “Don’t worry; it’s ready. I’ll bring it to you when we finish eating.”
“That’s great!” Layla was so happy that she quickly filled Elise’s plate again.
After eating too much breakfast, Elise went out for a run to get rid of the excess calories. When she stopped to rest after a ten-kilometer run, she received a text message from Jacob.
‘It’s completed.’
Elise lowered the brim of her hat, threw half of the mineral water she had drunk into a nearby trash can, and took a taxi to pick up her custom made prosthetic mask.
…
At nightfall, in the VIP room of Sierra Hotel, a table of guests in the room were chatting exuberantly. Faye was late.
As soon as she sat down, she even drank three glasses of wine to make amends.
This amount of wine was nothing to Faye. She wouldn’t get drunk even if she drank ten more glasses.
However, after toasting with a second person, Faye’s vision began to blur.
She blinked, trying to clear her eyes, but she saw that all the people at the same table suddenly fell on the table and lost consciousness.
In the next second, Faye couldn’t keep her heavy eyelids open. Her vision turned black, and she collapsed.
A few minutes later, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside again. Elise walked in with a safe, walked straight to Faye, and put the safe on the table in front of her.
“Since you like to cause trouble for me so much, I’ll let you experience a day in my life.”
An hour later, Faye gradually regained consciousness. She raised her hand and rubbed her drowsy head. Opening her eyes, she found herself in the guest room of the hotel where she had just eaten.
When Faye first came out to socialize, she was bad at holding her alcohol and often got drunk. Hence, she was familiar with the guest rooms in this hotel.
However, she had no idea why she got drunk so quickly today.
Who helped her up?
She couldn’t remember.
Faye hated this feeling of memory loss, because it was very likely that a trivial matter would ruin her future.
She sat up and sobered up for a while before putting on her shoes and walking out of the room with her bag.
When she exited the elevator, she bumped into Celina, one of her friends that she often had afternoon tea with.
Celina looked at “Elise’s” face and got angry, saying through gritted teeth, “We meet again!”
Faye wanted to open her mouth and explain why they left on bad terms the previous time, but she was feeling too uncomfortable, so she gave up and let Celina run her temper.
Celina quickly realized that “Elise” was in a strange state and said thoughtfully, “Are you drunk?”
“Look, she’s drunk!” Celina looked at her friends with certainty. “This b*tch caused me to be locked up by my dad and made me a laughing stock. Girls, catch her for me. I’ll pay for everything tonight!”
After the birthday party, Celina became notorious, and those with a slightly powerful family background stopped paying attention to her. Now those around her were all trying to suck up to the Saunders Family and were just waiting for the opportunity to show their loyalty.
As soon as she finished speaking, several people hastily grabbed “Elise” and dragged her to the staff room.
“What are you doing? Celina, are you crazy?!” Faye struggled weakly. Is this crazy woman treating me as an enemy just because of a fight at the manor entrance last time?!
