Chapter 39 Changing Dresses
Chapter 39 Changing Dresses
Lisa stepped out, holding the dress by the edge. “Is there a big difference?”
Steven, with his blue hair, studied her for a moment. “Oh, yeah, huge difference. Where’d you get that? Never seen the real thing. Must’ve just gone off a picture to copy it. No wonder it looks weird.”
“My sister gave it to me,” Lisa replied.
Steven raised an eyebrow. “The Olsens are really falling apart, huh? Now even Tiffany’s wearing knock–offs?”
Lisa smiled but didn’t respond. Tiffany wouldn’t be caught dead in that dress.
Her reputation mattered too much. If she’d wanted it, she would’ve either gotten the real one or settled for a copy to store, or worse, to mess with Lisa.
“Have you eaten yet?” Flint’s voice cut through the silence.
Lisa hesitated. She and Flint had only met a few times. They weren’t exactly on casual terms yet.
“No,” she said simply.
She had hoped to enjoy a nice meal at Shania’s party, but she hadn’t taken a single bite.
Flint glanced at Steven, who nodded and quickly made a call.
Moments later, a waiter wheeled in a cart loaded with delicious–smelling food. The table was soon covered in it.
Flint gave a quick nod. “Eat.”
Steven raised his hand. “Boss, I haven’t eaten yet. Mind if I grab a bite?”
Flint gave him a sharp look. “You really gonna steal food from a girl?”
Steven shrugged. “How’s she gonna eat all this? There’s no way.”
Thirty minutes later, the food was gone, and Steven stared at the empty plates, wide–eyed. After a pause, he thumbs–up. “I’ve never seen a girl eat like you.”
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Lisa thought to herself, It’s nothing. After two years with the Olsens, I’ve learned how to squeeze three meals into one. Flint turned to a staff member. “Have them pack up some snacks for her.”
Lisa quickly shook her head. “It’s alright. You don’t have to.”
“It’s fine,” Steven grinned. “Our boss is loaded. I saw how much you liked those snacks.”
“I really don’t need them.”
Steven smirked. “Come on, take them. You can snack on them later.”
Lisa sighed, finally telling the truth. “If I take them, I’ll get in trouble.”
“Huh?” Steven blinked, completely confused. “Why?”
“They’ll think I stole it,” Lisa said softly. “So, forget it. Thanks anyway.”
Steven stared at her, mouth open, disbelief written all over his face. Flint, on the other hand, didn’t seem fazed. He simply said, “Steven, take her home.”
Lisa didn’t have many options. She usually relied on her legs. But the Olsens‘ place was halfway across Arglonas. Walking wasn’t even an option.
Alright, Steven said with a shrug. “I’ll drive you.”
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Chapter 39 Changing Dresses
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Lisa followed him, obedient and quiet. When they reached the door, she turned back. Thank you,” she said, her voice soft.
Flint didn’t respond. He just leaned back on the leather couch, eyes unfocused, watching her leave.
The door clicked open, and Wesley stepped inside. “Boss, Ms. Olsen’s gone?”
Flint’s eyes never left the door. “Is it done?”
Wesley nodded. “Yeah, all signed. No problems.”
He hesitated for a moment. “Why didn’t you keep Ms. Olsen around a little longer?”
Flint’s voice was calm, his chin resting on his hand. “Ever seen an abandoned cat? If you want to adopt a stray cat, rushing at it will only make it run. You’ve got to let it come to you.”
Wesley blinked. “What?”
Flint’s voice dropped low, almost like a whisper. “She gave her heart away once. It was torn to pieces. Now she’s scared.
After that, it doesn’t matter if you come with kindness or with malice. She’ll see you as a threat.”
Wesley thought for a second. “So what do we do?”
Flint’s gaze darkened. His voice was gravelly, rougher. “I don’t know. I’ve never tried to adopt one.”
Wesley pressed, “What if she can’t be adopted?”
Flint stood up and walked to the window. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him. His silhouette stretched tall, dark against the light. “Then let her keep wandering. As long as it’s somewhere safe.” He took a drag, his voice cold in the breeze. “Let her roam free.”
“I’ll get out here,” Lisa said, her voice flat as she looked out the window.
Steven glanced at her, confused. “What? We’re not even near your place.”
Lisa sighed, her tone weary. “If anyone sees us, I can’t even prove my innocence.
With everything that happened with William, she couldn’t risk drawing attention. She had to stay clear of men for a while. Steven slouched in his seat, puffing air through his messy bangs. “Your family’s really weird. Looks to me like you don’t see that place as home.”
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