Thelma’s life wouldn’t be easy either.
Although Thelma had made such a friend without seeing her true colors, she wasn’t brainless; she still had the ability to analyze problems.
Seeing Ava getting closer to the door, Thelma smiled sarcastically, “What are you doing? Do you want to run out and make it known to everyone? Do you want everyone to know you’re gossiping behind someone’s back? Or do you want to run out and let everyone know about the scandals in my family?”
Ava’s mouth twitched, and her body stiffened for a moment.
Thelma was quite pleased with her tail being stepped on and continued, “You say I cling to powerful people for my own benefit, how ridiculous! Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? Don’t forget, we were still best friends when you took advantage of my injury to steal my boyfriend!” Thelma said with a mocking expression, getting more into it, “It seems you and your mother are cut from the same cloth, being the third party and ruining other people’s relationships. Truly, like mother, like daughter!” She raised an eyebrow at her, “Do you want everyone to hear about these things?”
Thelma’s last sentence clearly struck a nerve with Ava, and there was still an outsider present, although this outsider had already been stunned by the sudden turn of events.
But how could Ava tolerate her family’s disgrace being brought up in public? Her mother’s actions were the biggest stain on her life.
Ava felt she wanted to say more, but at this moment, she just wanted her to shut up quickly; she had no time to care about her image anymore.
“Thelma!”
She called out sharply and angrily, raising her hand to slap Thelma. However, Thelma didn’t wait for her to get close; she quickly turned on the faucet and pressed her finger against it, splashing water directly onto Ava’s face.
Water splashed into her eyes, and Ava let out a cry, hurriedly trying to block it. Her hair got wet, her makeup smudged, and she looked a bit disheveled.
Ava had thick bangs, and at this moment, they clumped together from the water, revealing a scar on her forehead that looked somewhat unsightly.
Ava seemed to realize this too; she hurriedly pushed her bangs over the scar, trying to cover it as if it were something shameful and terrifying.
Ava was furious, exclaiming, “Do you think you’re any better? You’re the kind of person who would even go for those sleazy old men, you… ah!!!!”
Thelma increased the force, and the splashing water hit Ava’s face like blades. She was busy dodging, and those vicious words didn’t have a chance to come out.
Thelma felt very irritated; she didn’t want to waste any more time with her.
“Take care of yourself.”
When Thelma returned, the waiter was serving dishes.
“Why did you take so long?” Sam Noah asked.
“Nothing much, just touched up my makeup,” she replied.
Sam Noah didn’t ask further.
Thelma never expected things with Ava to develop this way. They had always been friends who supported and encouraged each other; she once thought this relationship would never change.
Although she felt relieved after teaching Ava a lesson, she couldn’t help but feel sad about the rift with her good friend.
So she ate her meal absentmindedly.
After finishing the meal, she got into the car and said to Sam Noah, “Take me to my sister’s place; I want to talk to her.”
Sam Noah paused for a moment, “Okay.”
Sam Noah dropped her off at the entrance of the Peace Hotel. Knowing that the two sisters had things to discuss, he didn’t accompany her inside.
As Thelma saw his car drive away, she was about to turn and enter when she heard someone call from behind.
“Little Messenger.”
Thelma turned to look and saw a sports car parked not far away, with a person standing in front of it. He was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a long coat, looking refined, smiling at her.
Thelma felt this person looked somewhat familiar and tentatively said, “Davis?”
Davis walked over to her, “I didn’t expect you to remember me.”
Davis was a boyfriend of her sister’s from back in the day when her sister was in high school, and she was still in middle school. At that age, kids were shy; when Davis pursued her sister, he wouldn’t directly give her sister the letters but would wait near their family’s hotel for Thelma, then have her pass the letters to Samantha As a reward, he would buy her a big bag of snacks, and Thelma was more than happy to help him for the sake of the snacks.
Only Davis would call her Little Messenger.
“Are you here to see my sister?”
Davis nodded.
Thelma raised an eyebrow, pretending to be mysterious, and smiled, “Do you want me to help you call her?”
