Free Web NovelChapter 319: Chapter 319: She Must Have Had Cosmetic Surgery at the Hospital!
As a graceful figure slowly emerged from the Volkswagen.
The crowd fixed their gaze and, to their astonishment, it was the former high school beauty!
Cecilia Vaughn, Fiona Vaughn’s half-sister!
Now this will be a good show!
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In these kinds of old classmate gatherings, even if everyone had fallen on hard times, no one wished to expose their struggles. Both men and women put on their brightest appearances, wearing their best clothes.
But what’s up with Cecilia?
She actually just drove a Volkswagen here, and didn’t even put on makeup, just wearing a simple knee-length down coat with black velvet pants.
Because Adrian Law had left a few hickeys on her neck, Cecilia had no choice but to pick a high-neck white ruffled sweater and wrapped a thin scarf around. Compared to all the female classmates inside, baring their chests and legs, Cecilia was the only one respecting the winter temperatures.
As Cecilia walked out from the revolving glass door and saw everyone’s stunned expressions, she couldn’t help but slightly raise her eyebrows.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? Do I have flowers on my face?"
The class president, who always got along well with Cecilia, stepped forward and gently patted her on the shoulder.
"Cecilia, you’re ten minutes late, you’re the only one in the class who was late, you should be punished, you should be punished."
The indoor heating was turned up high, and Cecilia, after just a few seconds inside, already felt the warmth. She leisurely took off her down jacket, revealing the plain high-neck sweater underneath.
"Is that so? Madam President, you know I can’t drink, can I substitute with tea instead of alcohol?"
Cecilia tilted her head at the class president, a sweet smile appearing on her unadorned face. Even though her dress was simple, that faint smile almost made everyone’s heart skip a beat.
"Alright, alright, you’re pretty, whatever you say goes. Tea it is, but we only have red wine here. How about having the waiter brew you a cup of Golden Snail black tea now?"
In front of people she could chat with, Cecilia was always relaxed and obediently nodded her head.
"Anything’s fine, I’ll go with Madam President’s choice."
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The men and women in the hall all turned their attention to Cecilia, some people are just like spotlights, wherever they go, they draw everyone’s gaze.
"I just realized, a girl can look so good even without makeup. As expected of the former school beauty, my heart nearly skipped a beat."
"Exactly, Cecilia is so fair. I feel like her complexion is even fairer than in high school. I apply sunscreen every day, yet it doesn’t compare to half the radiance of Cecilia’s skin."
"So envious. Up close, Cecilia hasn’t even applied foundation, no idea how she maintains it..."
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Seeing Cecilia capture everyone’s attention as soon as she arrived, Fiona felt a bitter resentment inside, but her face remained calm, and she instead wore a surprised smile stepping forward to greet Cecilia.
"Sister, long time no see. I’ve missed you so much. Sister, did you go to the hospital for a whitening injection recently? You look even better than last month."
She feigned a concerned expression and shook her head earnestly at Cecilia.
"Sister, those whitening injections are harmful. Who knows if they contain hormones? As a celebrity, slight cosmetic adjustments are the trend, but my agent doesn’t allow me to do it. Even the best beauty clinics can have aftereffects and lead to dependency."
"Besides, you aren’t wearing makeup today; with such cosmetic adjustments, it’s usually advised against makeup short-term, fearing it might harm the skin, you should take even better care in the future."
On the surface, Fiona seemed to care, but every word was a veiled jab, hinting that Cecilia could only go bare-faced because of medical cosmetic enhancements.
"Fiona, are we that close?"
Cecilia stared at Fiona’s gentle and serene face, her beautiful eyes narrowing, looking down condescendingly at Fiona.
"As I recall, we barely exchange a few words in a year, and didn’t we tear into each other not long ago? You’re so sure about me going for medical cosmetic procedures, do you have proof?"
"If you’re just speaking off the cuff, can I sue you for slander?"
"Sister, how can you say that about me... I was genuinely concerned for you..."
Fiona staggered back a couple of steps, a mist forming in her doe eyes, as if Cecilia had wronged her.
"Fiona, are you scared? Watch out for the baby in your belly, don’t get too worked up..."
Katherine North saw her retreating and was instantly worried, hurriedly reaching out to support Fiona. If Fiona’s baby were to be lost, as her sidekick, she’d also bear responsibility. What a nuisance.
"Fiona, are you alright?"
Chloe Alden also rushed forward three steps, like a mother hen protecting her chick, shielding Fiona behind her.
"Chloe... I’m... I’m alright, don’t blame sister, whether she got whitening injections or not, she’s probably embarrassed to say. It’s all my fault, forgot everyone has pride, yet I went to care for sister."
"Fiona, you’re too kind-hearted, but Cecilia Vaughn takes your good intentions and treats them like dirt."
Seeing Fiona looking so sorrowful and weak, Chloe felt more indignant inside.
She placed her hands on her hips, immediately shouting angrily at Cecilia.
"Cecilia Vaughn, how can you be so shameless! Your face is impossibly white, who would believe it’s not from a whitening injection?!"
"I’m warning you! Fiona’s pregnant, if you scare her and she loses her baby, after all those years of education, you have no manners? Fiona’s your sister, what if you cause her to lose the child!"
That reverse accusation was truly impressive!
"Ha, just my words being able to scare Fiona’s baby—"
Cecilia stared coldly at Chloe, suddenly letting out a cold laugh.
"What are you laughing at?!"
"What, can’t I laugh?"
Cecilia cast a meaningful glance over Fiona’s outfit.
"Some people, obviously being a pregnant woman, yet daring to wear eight-centimeter high heels out, I really wonder if it’s for the baby’s good or what."
Some girls in the class were preparing for pregnancy during graduate studies, though not pregnant yet, it’s common sense even with your toes that a pregnant woman shouldn’t wear thin eight-centimeter heels.
The looks the crowd gave Fiona also changed.
Chloe was fuming, instantly standing up for Fiona.
"Cecilia Vaughn, you bumpkin, if you don’t wear high heels to a party, then what? I see you’re just jealous that Fiona is dressed so beautifully, with a winter dress custom-made by Master Eric, globally one of two, aren’t you envious?!"
Not mentioning this was fine, but when mentioned, Cecilia’s eyes narrowed suddenly.
Wait, why does this dress look so familiar...
