Chapter 25: Putting Lizzy in her place

Chapter 25 - Putting Lizzy in her place Lizzy? Tiffany and Camilla turned to look. The woman standing behind them was dressed in a black mini skirt, her voluptuous figure exaggerated to its limit. Her face was painted with delicate makeup, making her look much more mature and attractive than her actual age. The man she was arm in arm with was probably around forty to fifty years old, his hair thinning and his figure plump. The two of them looked at Camilla with completely different expressions. One was jealous, the other awestruck. Seeing their intimacy, a touch of contempt flashed in Tiffany's eyes. Clearly, one is a chairman, the other is precocious in knowing things. Lizzy is Camilla's classmate. Her appearance hangs on the sensual side, very popular among the boys, and was even rated as the most beautiful girl in her department that year. But, a few days later, when Camilla reported late, the boys' attention was no longer on Lizzy. The position of the belle was instantly changed. And because of this, Lizzy constantly competed with Camilla, losing every time. "Until graduation. To think that I would bump into her while strolling with Camilla. Such bad luck. "Lizzy," In spite of everything, Camilla showed no change in her expression, and laughed. "Is this your dad?" Both of their faces visibly froze within seconds. "Camilla, what nonsensical thing are you talking about?" Lizzy frowning deeply, her skillful makeup couldn't hide the displeasure written all over her face. "This is my...." Halfway through, there was a restrained reluctance in her eyes. "Boyfriend." "Boyfriend?" Camilla pretended to be surprised. "Your boyfriend sure is mature." Clearly, she was just shy of saying out loud that he was an old man. "You--" There was a change in Lizzy's expression as she pointed at Camilla, ready to speak. However, the middle-aged man next to her pleasantly interrupted her with a smile. "Lizzy, let it be." He eyed Camilla, a flash of darkness quickly passing through the depth of his eyes. "Didn't you say you wanted this dress earlier? Go try it on." At his words, the anger on Lizzy's face immediately transformed into a smile. "Thank you, my dear," As she spoke, she pointed arrogantly towards the light blue dress in front of Camilla. "I'll take this dress and try it on." "Yes, Yes," The initially proud shop assistant instantly nodded and bowed. "Sis, can you please wait a moment." "Everything goes by the principle of first come, first served," Tiffany stood in front of the skirt without backing down, staring at the salesgirl unhappily. "This skirt, we were the first to see it." The salesgirl smirked. "What's the point of seeing it? You have to afford it." Lizzy curled her red lips, mocking without hesitation. "Listen to my advice, next time you shouldn't even enter such places, it would save you from humiliating yourself." "You--" Tiffany frowned, preparing to say something but was interrupted by Camilla. "Just forget it, Tiffany. Let her try it." Although Tiffany was not willing, she received a hint from Camilla's gaze and did not say anything else. The salesgirl then took down the long skirt. "Miss, please come this way, I'll help you to try the dress." After a defiant look at Camilla, Lizzy followed the salesgirl. After all these years, she finally had a chance to hold her head high in front of Camilla. Camilla's red lips curled slightly, but her eyes were completely void of warmth. "Tiffany, let's continue looking around." Just as the two of them started to walk to the other side, Lizzy's older boyfriend suddenly approached Camilla. The man wore a wealthy smile on his full-faced visage. "Miss, may I get to know you?" Get to know her? Camilla raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with a cool look. Tiffany stepped forward, using her beautiful body to shield her friend and replied coldly. "Your girlfriend is still there trying on clothes." "You are Lizzy's friends, so in turn, you are also my friend," said the middle-aged man, seemingly not caring about Lizzy, who could come out at any moment. "A small introduction won't make her angry." If she dares to say anything, he would take the opportunity to dump her. This woman was truly beautiful, even more so than any other woman he had ever met. Thinking this, the middle-aged man pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Camilla. "As long as we know each other, we are all friends. Whatever you fancy today, I'll pay for it all." This trick, when used on young girls, especially those with beauty but without wealth, never failed him. "Really?" Camilla seemed to have thought of something, her red lips curving slightly as she accepted the business card. Johnson Group, General Manager. Boris. At this moment, not far away. "That woman, is she Camilla?" The man lowered his baseball cap, his eyes underneath it vigilantly scanning the surroundings. "Keep your eyes on her, she's our cash cow." "Don't worry," The man next to him pulled a corner of his mouth, his expression also becoming somewhat serious. Eighty million. Isn't she indeed a cash cow? On the other side. Seeing Lizzy walking out of the fitting room with a triumphant expression, Camilla raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes gleaming with a faint smile at Boris. "You're picking up the tab for whatever I choose?" As she stared at him with eyes as bright as the stars, Boris felt an insatiable itch in his heart, as if a cat had scratched it. "Buy them all, buy them all," he said. He knew it; no woman could be won over with money. Upon hearing his words, Lizzy's face turned extremely ugly as she walked behind Boris with a smile. "No way!!" She swiftly walked to Boris's side, visibly annoyed, and held onto his arm. " Baby, you are not allowed to pay her bill!" Boris generosity was something she had won over only after much effort. Now, just because she had gone to try on a dress, he was going to spend money for Camilla?! It must be Camilla, that sly fox, taking advantage of her absence to seduce her boyfriend! Thinking of this, Lizzy's gaze towards Camilla intensified with rage. Camilla, however, calmly met her gaze, her clear, beautiful eyes filled with undisguised mockery. Tiffany too was looking at Lizzy. Lizzy was known for her sexy style, and had slightly honey-toned skin. Now she had put on this extremely minimalist and elegant light blue dress; it somehow seemed out of place on her. Her initial beauty rating of seven had plunged straight to a five. A corner of her mouth twitched. Indeed, grabbing what wasn't meant for you was futile. "Since Lizzy is reluctant, let's just forget it then." Camilla glanced at Boris casually, her smile at the corner of her mouth not changing at all. "An An, let's go." "Wait, wait." Seeing Camilla about to leave, Boris began to panic, withdrawing his hand from Lizzy's grip. "No one but me makes decisions about my affairs." His sharp gaze at Lizzy shifted into a warning, the smile on his face turned into a threat. "You better behave yourself, or you'll face the consequences." Normally, Lizzy would never dare to argue with her financial backer. But today, in front of Camilla, she just couldn't swallow her pride. " Baby, I don't care if you pay the bill for other girls, but definitely not for this woman." Once again, Lizzy held onto Boris's arm, pointing at Camilla, her face filled with disgust and anger. "I'm telling you this for your own good, don't be fooled by her cold, innocent appearance." Seeing more and more people gather around them, she raised her voice. "She constantly flirted and played with men in school because of her attractiveness, but who knows how many men she's been with, not to mention if she's caught any diseases." Upon hearing this, the waitresses in the store couldn't help but take a closer look at Camilla. "What, really?!" "I think this lady doesn't seem to be like that. Rather, the woman who's speaking now appears to be." "Faces are deceiving, who knows? We just need to enjoy the drama." "Lizzy, what nonsense are you spouting?!" Tiffany was about to step forward. But Camilla's actions were quicker. Slap! Lizzy covered her instantly swollen face, unbelievably stared at Camilla, and started to scream. "You dare to hi... slap!" Before she could finish speaking, another slap landed on her. "You-- slap!" Just as she opened her mouth, another slap hit. Three consecutive slaps, left Lizzy stunned in place. Blood flowed from her nose, dripping down her chin onto her expensive dress, blooming into patches of blood. And she wasn't the only one shocked. A few shop assistants watching the drama unfold inside the store, especially the one helping Lizzy try on clothes, couldn't help but step back unconsciously. Tiffany was also a little taken aback. Always living at the mercy of others, Camilla had always had a soft temperament and always practiced restraint in the face of trouble. Today was indeed the first time she reacted like this. Only Boris, the surprise in his eyes quickly turned into interest. Unexpectedly, this delicate beauty turned out to be a fiery chilli pepper. He liked her even more. "Lizzy, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want." Camilla looked at Lizzy, her eyes curving slightly. "If your parents didn't teach you this, then I will." The sweet and gentle voice lingered in Lizzy's ears, yet it carried a glaring threat. "Camilla, you little jerk--" Lizzy, who had come to her senses, gritted her teeth and was about to strike Camilla.