Ellen decided to observe first, so she said gently, "Sure."
Cindy was very enthusiastic. She was very different from the ti when she was in the private room. At this mont, she was as kind as a girl next door.
"Emily, did Aldo make things difficult for you?" she asked.
Ellen glanced at her. "Is she also a spy of Kaya as well?
"Is he asking about the situation now?"
It was not that she was suspicious, but according to the style of Kaya, in order to guard against her, she would definitely arrange spies in the club to monitor her every move.
In order not to expose herself, Ellen said with an embarrassed expression, "He doesn’t look too good."
She said it in a vague way. She didn’t say whether Aldo was good or not, but just left so space for the other party to imagine.
Cindy didn’t ask any more questions. Instead, she chirped, "But you’re really lucky to be able to co out with a full tail. Aldo is the most disgusting. He likes to torture newcors. The key is that he’s fat and good-looking, but useless. He likes to ask soone to do sothing disgusting for him."
She couldn’t stop talking, but Ellen didn’t want to hear about Aldo.
She touched her forehead and wanted to have a rest.
After talking for a while, Cindy found that Ellen was very pale. She imdiately shut her mouth and said resentfully, "Emily, did I disturb your rest? I’m leaving now. Have a good rest."
Just then, soone outside called Cindy. After she responded, she said to Ellen, "Emily, I’ve been here for more than a year. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask . I know who is difficult to deal with and who is generous."
Ellen found her enthusiasm hard to accept. She nodded and said to her, "Okay."
"Then I’ll go first, Emily."
After she went out, the room finally quieted down.
Ellen lay on the bed, thinking about Bobby. She was so worried that she couldn’t calm down.
Finally, it was ten o’clock when she received a quiet sleeping face on her phone. It was Bobby.
This was what Kaya had promised her. As long as she worked here, she would send her a Bobby photo every two days.
Ellen looked at the little boy in the photo and touched him with her fingers. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"I’m sorry, Bobby. I’ve made you work so hard."
Ti passed quickly.
Ellen went to work every day, but Jenny only arranged for her to study.
The learning process was very easy. Rachel, the person teaching Ellen, was very gentle. She mainly taught her that won should use the word "Charm".
Ellen had been recuperating for the past few days. When she was almost fully recovered, Jenny finally called her out to help.
Ellen had learned how to be tactful from Rachel. She couldn’t drink much alcohol and could only rely on her eloquence to make her guests happy.
Moreover, not all the guests at the Royal Club were as rude as Aldo. Many bosses who just wanted simple services would ask Ellen to serve tea aside.
During this period, she and Miranda were not on the sa shift, so it was difficult for them to et each other. However, according to Cindy, Ellen knew that Miranda had been here for a long ti.
She offended a big shot before and owed a lot of money to the club, but she had not paid it off yet.
Miranda was an introvert and always smiled at the guests, but when she walked out of the door, she would put on a long face, as if soone owed her money.
No one was willing to be on the sa shift with her.
No one knew why Miranda looked so similar to Ellen.
After all, they only knew that Miranda had plastic surgery on her face. Before Ellen ca, they didn’t know who she had plastic surgery on.
However, after Ellen arrived, the matter beca suspicious.
Miranda seed to be imitating Ellen, but because her face was artificial, it had beco the uglier version of Ellen.
She put on heavy makeup every day because she couldn’t be seen at all after removing her makeup. The sequelae of plastic surgery caused many parts of her body to be crooked.
Ellen had deliberately waited for Miranda to go to work twice and wanted to run into her, but Miranda always left as soon as she saw her. She didn’t even want to talk to her as if she was afraid of Ellen.
Ellen was puzzled. She knew that Miranda wouldn’t be able to get anything out of her, so she might as well observe her in secret.
This observation really allowed her to notice sothing.
Miranda ate with her left hand, and from ti to ti, she used her little finger to brush the hair around her ear, which reminded Ellen of soone who had disappeared a long ti ago.
Ellen followed Miranda to her lounge and squeezed in before she closed the door.
"Hey, who are you?"
Miranda was about to lose her temper, but when she found it was Ellen, she beca a little weak and said, "Please go out. Don’t break into my lounges."
Not only did Ellen not listen to her, but she even sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Miranda up and down for a long ti before blurting out a na.
"You’re Fiona Brown."
After she spoke it out, it was as if a century had passed.
Who would have thought that Fiona would be hiding here for so many years?
Moreover, she had changed her appearance into that of Ellen.
Ellen couldn’t understand why Fiona would want to get plastic surgery on her.
What was her purpose?
Ellen asked, "Why did you make look like this?"
Miranda was a little flustered at first, but now she cald down. She rolled her eyes and said, "I was born like this. Who said I had plastic surgery?"
"Really?" Ellen lifted her chin and asked, "Your nose is broken, your chin is fake, and the corners of your eyes are raised. Are you fooling ?"
Ellen was four inches higher than Miranda, which made her feel as if she was looking down on her.
With all her might, she struggled to get rid of Ellen but failed.
Ellen was tall, with long arms, so Miranda was pressed so tightly that she couldn’t move at all.
This was why Miranda looked like Ellen, which was a blind imitation with ludicrous affection.
Ellen was gorgeous and charming, so she needed to be tall enough to give off an aura. On the contrary, Miranda was shorter and less attractive than her.
"Are you a fairy beauty? Do I have to make you look like that?" Miranda said in a funny tone.
Ellen loosed her hand coldly so that Miranda couldn’t help but take two steps back.
"I am indeed not a great beauty. I’m , a very unique person."
Ellen crossed her arms and sneered, "Let guess. Are you trying to attract the attention of Jamie by making look like this?"
Miranda blinked. "Don’t talk nonsense. I don’t know Mr. McBride, and he doesn’t know ."
However, Ellen was very sure because Miranda looked uncertain and she subconsciously reacted when she heard the na of Jamie.
This was definitely not a state of unfamiliarity, but a trance that floated out from the depths of her heart.
"Don’t tell you’re still in love with Jamie?" Ellen asked tentatively.
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