Chapter 677 Ruin Your Future For Cheap Thrills


    Chapter 677 Ruin Your Future For Cheap Thrills


    In spite of her own desire to unt her own talents in front of Saorise, Skr wondered how she might


    be able to do that as she felt that there was nothing about herself that stood out enough in contrast to a


    living and breathing avatar of womanly perfection.


    Halfway through, Skr paid a visit to the restroom. Confronted by the short bob look she sported


    through her own reflection, she found that she had yet to get herself limatized to it.


    She kicked herself for allowing Raul to cajole her into cutting off her hair and tried to estimate how long


    it might take for it to grow back to the length it was at before.


    With her cold hands held out, she let the automated hand dryer thaw the iciness off them. Then, she


    spotted Amelia stepping out from one of the cubicles, and thetter did not seem to be in a good ce


    mentally.


    Casting an eye her way, Skr found that she looked rather beleaguered, as though she had just


    endured some major illness. Amelia''s makeup was notably marred as well.


    “This reality show appearance should have been mine. It was only because my scheduling wouldn''t


    amodate it that itnded in yourp, so don''t you screw it up.”


    “It sounds like I had picked up something that you dropped. Should I be thanking you for that?” Skr


    replied ndly.


    The yawning Amelia looked so worn that it seemed that she could not even pry her own lids open.


    “Don''t bother. I wouldn''t go for it even if I could. After all, nobody would want to go out there just to be


    the sideshow to Saorise''s main act.”


    Skr winced inmentation. Well, that makes two of us. We women are naturally creatures of envy


    who feel a little bit of resentment toward others who are more attractive than themselves.


    In the middle of their conversation, Amelia started to veer backward. Even if it was just for that fraction


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    of a second, Skr''s quick hands caught her from the rear and prevented her from hitting the floor


    hard.


    Amelia did not offer up any words of gratitude and merelyid there on the floor, shivering all over as


    though she was feeling the chills.


    Large beads of sweat ran profusely off her forehead and her teeth bit down tightly on her lip. That


    pretty face of hers exuded an expression that was manifestly unnerving.


    Skr brought herself into a half-squat when she saw her counterpart that way. “Are you all right?


    Where are you feeling unwell? Do you want to see a doctor?”


    Pointing to the handbag ced at the side of the washbasin, Amelia struggled to project her voice


    through her own hoarseness, “Help me bring that bag over.”


    At first, Skr was under the impression that Amelia was experiencing a rpse of some underlying


    condition, even though it did not look like an asthma attack.


    She hastened to ce the handbag into Amelia''s hands, which thetter proceeded to unzip shakily


    Then, Skr''s eyes widened in astonishment when she saw her counterpart retrieve an aluminum foil


    and a lighter from it.


    Having not tried something did not mean that she had no clue what it was. At one nce, she


    recognized what Amelia was doing.


    Although she was in extreme agony, Amelia was still sufficiently conscious to address Skr, “Could


    you step out for a while? I''d like to smoke a cigarette to deal with my low blood sugar.”


    If one rolled back the clock a dozen years, Skr might have bought into this sort of deceptive


    concoction.


    Unlike other regr people, however, she declined to press Amelia about when and why this started.


    Those questions, she withheld herself, as that was not the appropriate moment for it.


    Before she exited, she left that unopened bottle of mineral water she had in her own bag next to


    Amelia''s feet. “I''ll take my leave then. You should get yourself a doctor if it doesn''t get better.”


    With the lighter sped inside her fingers, Amelia''s voice shuddered. “Don''t tell anyone what you saw


    here today. Especially Kate. Please take it that I''m begging this of you.”


    Skr turned back to regard Amelia. Seeing the state thetter was in and how polite she was, she


    assented. “Even if I don''t say anything, you won''t be able to hide this for long. Don''t ruin your own


    future for the sake of cheap thrills. I''m going to pretend that I was never here.”


    Amelia''s appearance really gave Skr a shock, as any sensible person would when in the know about


    what was up with her.


    Afraid that something might happen to Amelia and concerned about whether anyone would walk in on


    her, she stood outside to allow Amelia some privacy.


    Separated by the door to the restroom, Amelia vaguely picked up on some voices emanating from the


    outside, but that was the least of her concerns. She squatted on the floor and started to fiddle with the


    foil between her own trembling fingers.


    Having waited outside all day and not seeing anyone around, Skr decidedly turned around and


    reentered the restroom.