Disguising as a Despicable Woman

"Wow, look at you. You're even giving me a lecture now." Audrey blinked her eyes and smiled naughtily at Silvia. Silvia snatched the glass from Audrey's hand and said seriously, "I'm being serious with you here. Don't ever think that you can make me stop by joking around like this." Audrey shrugged and said, "Silvia, we are different. It's just like cold medicine, which could save someone with a cold but not someone else who has a chronic disease." Silvia asked, "What's the difference? Just because you are a few years older than me? Or is it because you are more experienced than me? So is that why you have to bear everything by yourself? Is that why you have to disguise yourself as a despicable woman so that everyone would look down on you?" "Can you just stop talking about my age already? Women don't like to be reminded of their age!" Audrey looked at her red-painted nails. "Besides, I'm not pretending to be who I am now. I had always been a superficial and materialistic woman. I only