Chapter 880 There was Something Wrong With her
Queeny didn’t want to give Dean a hard time. After all, she knew Dean had done a lot to get to this
point.
She had made the first move for them, and it was up to them to decide what would happen next.
So, not reluctantly, she nodded, “Yes, you can go out now.”
Dean then turned and walked out.
After he left, Queeny came up again and took a good look at E.
From top to bottom, from front to back, she was satisfied.
She nodded. “Yes, it looks good on you.”
Then, with a wave of her hand, she told the clerk, “We’ll take it. Check, please.”
E saw this and quickly reached out her hand to stop her.
“Miss Horton.”
Queeny paused and looked at her. “What?”
“I…”
She looked at her and tried to say something, but she didn’t say a word. There seemed to be a great
deal of mixed emotion in her clear eyes now.
Queeny looked at her with a slight frown.
She realized that E really had something in her mind today, not her own delusion. So she turned to
her and asked softly, “What happened?”
E bit her lip, and there was a struggle in her eyes. After a long pause, she shook her head.
She forced a smile and said, “I just feel I can’t take such an expensive dress from you. After all, I’m just
a ser...”
“Stop it!”
Before she could finish her sentence, Queeny interrupted her.
Queeny looked at her, sighed, and said, “What’s wrong with your identity? Should servants be born
inferior, and servants unworthy of good clothes? E, no one is born cheap. Everyone’s life should be
decided by herself. Even though you are only a servant now, you may not be a servant in the future. At
the very least, so what if you’re a servant all the time?”
“All the people in this world who make their own living should not be looked down upon. I gave you that
dress because I like you, because I appreciate the care you''ve taken of me, and it doesn’t mean
anything else.”
“And you don’t have to feel guilty about it, you just have to be who you are, okay?”
E looked at her quietly. Queeny felt that those bright eyes were filled with sadness for some reason.
She pursed her lips and nodded heavily.
“I got it.”
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Queeny pressed down her anxiety, touched her head, and whispered, “Don’t think about it, it would be
my fault if, because of my good intentions, I made you ufortable.”
She thought E was touched by her pride because she gave her such an expensive gift, so she
E nodded.
Queeny then asked the clerk to check again, and in the meantime, to wrap up her clothes.
E was wearing the new dress when they went out. “Clothes make the man.” They were right.
Queeny was very close to E when they were walking together, but people could still see the
difference between them at a nce.
But E had changed her clothes by this time, so when they walked together again, people would
believe them even if they said they were sisters.
After that, Queeny took E to several stores.
Finally, she bought herself a pair of shoes. When she passed a men’s clothing store, she suddenly saw
a piece of men’s clothing hanging in the window and felt a little tempted.
It was a grey suit, and Felix didn’t wear suits very often, or perhaps because he didn’t spend much time
with her.
But somehow Queeny sensed that the suit would look good on him.
So, without thinking, she went inside.
The clerk who served her was a young man who looked as bright and handsome as if he had just
graduated from college.
He approached her politely and asked her what she wanted.
Queeny pointed to the men’s suit and asked him to bring it down for her to see.
He did as he was told, and the grey suit fell into her hands. Queeny examined the fabric. It was the kind
Felix would normally like.
A smile crept across her face as she thought of the man in the suit.
She was looking at it, and all of a sudden, a familiar figure appeared ahead.
It was a middle-aged man who had probably just finished trying on his clothes and was about to go to
the front desk to check out.
And next to him, there was a woman.
The woman wore a couple-colored dress, with fine eyebrows and a tall figure. She took his arm and
they looked very affectionate.
Queeny paused.
The smile on her lips disappeared in an instant.
He seemed to see her, too. He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and came over.
“Miss Horton, long time no see. I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Stephan Zardi politely stepped forward and hugged her.
Queeny also reached out, gave him a little hug, and took it back.
She smiled. “Yes. Mr. Zardi, are you out shopping?”
Stephan Zardi looked around at the woman next to him with a doting smile. “Well, I didn’t want to
Queeny’s eyes rested on Be Collins beside him.
It was only been a short time, but Be Collins looked very different from what she remembered.
The Be Collins she remembered was proud, headstrong, bold, fierce, a person who showed her
emotions.
But what about this woman in front of her?
She was dressed up and her makeup was borate. She had the faint air of a mature woman. She
was already a decentdy who kept everything to herself.
“In that case,” she said with a smile, “I’ll leave you alone.”
With these words she handed the dress to the clerk for the bill.
She didn’t know Stephan Zardi very well, and her rtionship with Be Collins was quite awkward,
so there wasn’t much to talk about.
Stephan Zardi saw this and naturally did not hold her back.
He turned and spoke to Be Collins, and they walked away.
Be Collins turned and gave her a cold stare before she left.
Queeny felt it, but didn’t respond.
Either way, she and Be Collins were more enemies than friends. All her choices were voluntary and
she was in no position to say anything.
After the four separated, Queeny paid the bill, grabbed the clothes and headed out.
Halfway there, she noticed something wrong with E''s face.
Frowning, she asked, “What’s wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?”
E turned to look at her and forced a smile. “I’m fine.”
Instead of being relieved, Queeny frowned.