Chapter 719 Competing For A Necktie


    Lydia looked at the necktie Michelle was holding and thought it would fit Leon well. "You liked this tie


    when you first saw it. Just choose this one."


    "That''s right. Didn''t you like Leon too when you first saw him?" Debra teased her cheekily. "All right,


    all right. Let''s head over to the counter and pay. We still have other things we need to buy, and we


    haven''t even decorated the venue yet."


    "That''s right," Lydia said. "Doing all those takes a while, and we can''t afford to waste time


    wandering around. If we bump into Leon, our n will be ruined."


    Michelle nodded. "You''re right. Leon''s office seems to be nearby."


    Debra widened her eyes and grabbed Michelle''s hand. "Let''s hurry up! Pay for the tie and leave."


    The three of them headed towards the counter.


    "Excuse me," Valerie called out to stop them.


    They stopped and turned around.


    ''Necktie? Leon?'' Valerie overheard what they were saying. She was sure that the girl in front of her


    was Michelle. Michelle had bangs covering her forehead and puffy cheeks. Although Valerie thought


    Michelle wasn''t that pretty, she couldn''t deny that Michelle did look cute when she smiled.


    She had always imagined Michelle to be a mature, beautiful woman. But what she saw in front of


    her was a cute young girl.


    She couldn''t fathom why Leon would fall in love with Michelle.


    ''Is it because he had grown sick of me that he''s looking for something else now?'' she thought.


    "Hello, what''s up?" Michelle said with a friendly smile as she looked at the beautiful woman in front


    of her.


    Valerie reined in her thoughts and looked at the tie in Michelle''s hand. "I saw this tie just now, and


    I''ve taken a liking to it. Is it okay if you can give it me?"


    Without intending to, Michelle withdrew her hand.


    Valerie noticed the hesitation in Michelle''s movement. She obviously didn''t want to hand over the tie


    to her. Valerie let out a small exasperated sigh and, in a soft voice, said, "His birthday ising


    soon, and I want to buy him a tie. I''ve searched everywhere, and it took me so long to find the tie


    you''re holding. But it seems you picked it up first. I guess I have to pick another one."


    She smiled kindly and kept her eyes on the tie. Then, she lowered her voice enough for everyone to


    still hear. "I really like this tie. I''m sure he''ll like it too. I was nning on making him happy with this


    tie."


    Whenever she looked and spoke like this, people would usually give in to her requests.


    Michelle held onto the tie and felt conflicted. ''If I give the tie to her, then I''ll have to go back and


    choose another one.''


    She thought of handing it over to Valerie, but when she felt the silky fabric glide smoothly against


    her fingers, she hesitated.


    "I''m sorry. It seems that you have to pick another one," Lydia said as she held Michelle''s wrist and


    faked a polite smile in front of Valerie.


    From the very beginning, Lydia had noticed Valerie, who looked like she came from a rich family.


    She had noticed that Valerie seemed to have taken a fancy to the same necktie as Michelle did.


    She had nned to ask Michelle to give it to Valerie if Valerie wanted it, too.


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    But Valerie turned around after Michelle had gotten the tie.


    It befuddled Lydia why Valerie came to them and asked for the tie now. It seemed that she was


    desperate to take it. Something must be wrong.


    "You know us, right?" Lydia asked.


    The look in Valerie''s eyes shifted slightly, but she quickly regained herposure. After all, she was


    a sophisticated woman. "How can we know each other? Ever since I came to Lexingport City, I


    haven''t made any friends yet. For the past two days, I''ve been selecting ties for my friend. I really


    like this tie. Can you give it to me?"


    She looked at Michelle with pleading eyes.


    As the woman''s eyes stared at her, Michelle couldn''t help but feel sympathetic. She turned to Lydia


    and Debra. "How about we pick another one? Maybe I can find another tie which is more suitable


    for Leon."


    "Thank you!" Valerie''s face brightened with joy.


    Debra ced her hand on Michelle''s shoulder and said, "But we''re running out of time. Imagine how


    many decorations we still need to buy and we haven''t even started preparing the venue. We only


    have this afternoon and tomorrow, then you''ll make the cake yourself the day after. We have a lot of


    things we need to do and we''re on a tight schedule."


    Then, she turned to look at Valerie. "Since you''ve been picking ties for two days already, why don''t


    you continue your search?"


    Debra grabbed Michelle''s hand and dragged her away.


    Valerie gritted her teeth in anger. Then, she caught a glimpse of the bracelet on Michelle''s left wrist.


    Her eyes widened in shock. She couldn''t believe it!


    That bracelet, which only the royal family of C Ind could wear, was given to Michelle. And now,


    she was wearing it.


    ''Does Leon really like her so much?''


    After Michelle paid for the bill and left, Valerie secretly followed them. She noticed that the three of


    them entered a house.


    Michelle and the others were nning to hold the birthday party on the rooftop of her house.


    Withbored breath, Debra struggled to climb the stairs as she carried a big ck stic bag.


    Beads of sweat started to roll down her forehead.


    "Why am I even here? This isn''t my crush''s birthday party, so why am I doing all of this?" Since she


    came from a rich family, Debra wasn''t used to doing tiring work. Yet now, she found herself working


    as though she was a maid.


    When she finally reached the rooftop, she was so tired that her legs buckled and almost copsed.


    She leaned against the wall and tried to catch her breath. "Can I call my bodyguards to help? I''m


    exhausted. The bag''s so heavy."


    When she finished speaking, Lydia lifted the bag she had just put on the floor with only one hand.


    Debra looked at her in shock and awe.


    "You can sit there and rest. We''ll handle everything else." Lydia smiled as she effortlessly carried


    the bag to the middle of the rooftop.


    The ck stic bag, which Debra had been carrying, was muchrgerpared to Lydia''s tall


    and thin frame. Debra thought anyone would struggle to pick up that bag given its size, and yet


    Lydia carried it with one hand as though it was nothing.


    Debra still couldn''t believe it! ''Lydia''s so strong, '' she thought.


    She struggled to walk and followed Lydia. "Isn''t that heavy?"


    Lydia raised the bag slightly and checked. "Yes, a little."


    "Okay, that''s good to hear. I thought I was just too weak." Debra went to the nearest chair she could


    find and sat down. Behind her, there was a long square table.


    Michelle, who was busy putting vases on the table, saw Lydia walking over to her. "I''ming! Let


    me carry it," she said excitedly as she ran towards her.


    She grabbed the bag from Lydia''s hand. Using both hands, she lifted it up with ease and went back.


    Debra was so shocked! ''How is this possible?''


    Since Michelle had a short frame, she looked like a chubby penguin walking with the big bag. Debra


    heaved a sigh upon seeing this.


    ''I''m not a delicate woman, '' she thought.


    Michelle put the bag down and opened it. One by one, she took out the things inside, including


    small bags of deted balloons. "Let''s blow these balloons and tie them up."


    "Blow? Like with our mouth?" Debra asked as she felt her own mouth. "It''ll be swollen if we do that."


    "Don''t worry," Lydia smiled as she took the balloons. "We have tools to inte them."


    "Oh, thank God." Debra feebly stood up and walked towards them. She noticed Michelle''s bracelet.


    She grabbed her hand and took a closer look. "When did you make a fortune, Michelle?"