You’d Better Not Tie Your Hair
Eliana replied lightly, "You’ve gotten better at changing faces."
Unfazed, Evelynn smiled carelessly and looked down to inspect her manicure.It was obvious that she
didn’t take Eliana seriously.
"In Maurice’s eyes, you are nothing but a toy.You might’ve slept with him, but he’ll always come back to
me.What he wants is a woman from the same social rank."
Upon hearing this, Eliana’s heart sank to her stomach.She recalled how Maurice and Evelynn sat side
by side, intimately interacting with each other.
As this scene replayed in her mind, she couldn’t help but get upset.
Eliana turned to look at Evelynn.Her branded clothing and luxury accessories made her look
incomparably expensive, as though she inhaled and exhaled money.
Eliana was standing in front of her, dressed in a simple office uniform.
The juxtaposition was clear.
They came from two very different worlds.
Noticing the look in Eliana’s eyes, Evelynn sneered smugly.But to her surprise, Eliana started to
chuckle.
"Miss Jarvis, it seems you’ve been thinking about me sleeping with Mr.Moran.Could it be-are you
jealous?"
Evelynn’s expression changed instantly.
"Even though our engagement was called off this time, we’ll eventually get married.Why should I be
jealous of my fiance’s playthings?"
"You’d better wait until you marry into the Moran family before you talk like that," Eliana said calmly.
"Why, you—!"
Furious, Evelynn narrowed her eyes at Eliana.
Just then, Eliana’s fake smile disappeared and was replaced with a sharp, cold look.
In a low voice, she said slowly, "Allow me to give you some advice, Miss Jarvis.You’d better not tie your
hair the next time you see Mr.Moran.He likes s*x when the woman’s long hair is draped over her
shoulders…"
Her voice trailed off.
Eliana’s taunt clearly got to her.
Evelynn’s eyes went as wide as saucers and her red lips parted to shriek, "E… li…a… na!"
"Ding—!"
The elevator doors slid open and Evelynn’s shrill voice came out.Some employees who were waiting
for the elevator all looked at her in shock.
"You’ve reached the ground floor.Take care, Miss Jarvis."
Eliana waved goodbye to her, smiling sweetly.
Glancing at all the shocked faces looking at her, Evelynn gritted her teeth angrily.
But she suppressed her rage for now, knowing that she should be a gracious hostess of the Moran
Group.So she held her chin up high and left in a huff.
Eliana heaved a sigh of relief.
At least she was able to vent her anger.She made her way back to her desk and sat down, all the while
in a daze.
Bradly, who happened to walk past her, stopped in his tracks and asked worriedly, "What’s wrong,
Eliana?"
"Bradly…"
Eliana felt the urge to weep but found that she had no tears left to cry.
Bradly reached out and patted her head gently.
"You know you can talk to me, right?"
Eliana had never mentioned to him the previous interaction among her, Maurice, and Evelynn.She only
talked to Bradly about the details of the project.
"Where can I find an Argyle pink diamond that is no longer in production?"
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