Chapter 642


    Chapter 642 The Mysterious Ne


    "Why... Why did you tell me this?" Jayleen''s haughty face showed a little surprise.


    "I tell you because I hope you don''t have to be so hostile to me or make things difficult for me. Even if


    you''re not tired, I am."


    Eudora was tired of living such days.


    She told Jayleen about it so bluntly. It would be good if Jayleen could stop plotting against her.


    "You are quite straightforward."


    With one arm around her chest and the other holding a goblet, Jayleenzily raised her eyelids and


    nced at Alva in the middle of the dance floor. "At least you''re more pleasant than your pretentious


    sister."


    Eudora sneered in her heart.


    "What does it matter to me whether you are pleased or not?


    You have never shown me any mercy in your targeting of me."


    Eudora didn''t talk to Jayleen anymore. Jayleen stood there for a while. She didn''t want to court a snub,


    so she turned and left.


    Not long after, a hostess came over, stood before Eudora with a tray, and said, "Ms. Stanford, this is


    the sapphire ne, Angel''s Tear, that you bid. Mr. Steele has already paid for it and asked me to


    send it to you."


    On the tray were a fine ne box and a credit card bill showing 60 million and one dors!


    "This was bid by me. Why should I ept Colbert paying the bill?" Eudora was a little dissatisfied with


    the staff''s behavior.


    The hostess smiled respectfully, "Mr. Steele said that he would deduct it from the money you owed


    him."


    "I see."


    That being the case, Eudora had nothing to say.


    She picked up the ck carved wooden box and the bill and thanked the hostess.


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    Sitting at the table, bored, Eudora opened the carved wooden box. The ne, Angel''s Tear, ced


    on golden yellow silk, came into her sight.


    The ne was made of tinum. The pendant was a sapphire in the shape of a tear, encased in a


    wing-like design of ck copper on the left and right.


    It would be better called Demon''s Dream than Angel''s Tear.


    The pendant of this ne had a strange shape, even a bit retro, which was ipatible with the


    post-modern design of the ne.


    Eudora clutched the ne and gently rubbed the pendant with her thumb. At that moment, her mind


    buzzed as if someone had pulled her nerves. She gasped in pain.


    Some images popped up in her mind in an instant, but they were so fleeting that she couldn''t catch any


    information.


    This strange reaction only existed for a second and immediately disappeared.