Chapter 259 I'm No Pro
The second Vincent left, Pippa looked at Leila and seemed hesitant to speak. After a few seconds, she said “You’re the woman that Vincent brought to please me, so I brought you this dress. Do you have any idea why he won’t let you wear this yellow gown tonight?”
A hint of bitterness flashed across her eyes, but Leila managed to suppress it.
From Pippa’s tone, Leila felt as though she was nothing but a cheap servant next to Vincent, who was like a king. God knows she didn’t want to be with Vincent either. Leila replied, “Can I leave now?”
Pippa was slightly taken by surprise; she didn’t expect Leila would talk to herself in such a disdainful manner. For a woman who always held herself in high regards, Pippa suddenly laughed. “Hah! You’ve got spirit; I like that! You’re young, but you’ve got spirit. That’s cool!”
Leila was surprised herself. For some reason, her face quickly changed colors, like a chameleon.
She liked it? Leila smiled slightly. She didn’t need Pippa to like

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