Waverly was dressed in a beige, royal-like high-collared one-piece dress. As the collar and bodice were sewn with lace, the dress looked utterly elegant and sophisticated. Her fairer-than-snow face exuded an air of an elegant, exquisite, formal, and wealthy heiress. Everyone in the lounge looked at her as though they saw a princess from a dreamy western royal family. When Charmine saw Waverly, her eyes twitched. There it was again, that heavy sense of familiarity. Even though she had never seen her face, and even though it was her first time hearing her name, why did she feel this sense of familiarity? Charmine somehow felt uncomfortable as Waverly came her way. It was like she hated this woman to the bone, that she did not want to have anything to do with this person. How peculiar... Ricky, meanwhile, lit up when he saw Waverly. He instantly rushed toward Waverly and stood before her. Not beating around the bush, Ricky began, “Nice to meet you, Ms. D’Cruz. An elderly r
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