Veronica patted her friend’s back but flinched when she felt some dampness.
Cassandra was crying.
"You know… sometimes, I wonder if going to Alterra was good for us," Cassandra said. "If we didn’t know about it, would our lives feel this… bad?"
Veronica’s eyes lined with tears, grabbing her friend’s shoulders. "No, I don’t believe that," she told her. "At least we have such good memories to hold on to, right?"
Even if it was painful, at least there were memories that made them smile. It was far better than just cruising through this life, day after day, without any color.
Cassandra sighed and opened her mouth to answer her friend, but her words were pulled back as bile crept up her throat.
She took out a wooden container from her space while Veronica soothingly patted her back. Fortunately, nothing happened and Cassandra was fine after a few moments of gagging.
Veronica was really not comfortable with letting her out like this. "You’re so ill. Tell them to delay it. What if you end up puking on the groom?"
Veronica asked this in concern for her reputation, but Cassandra ended up chuckling instead.
Vomiting on that man’s face in public?
How nice would that be?
She must’ve been so disgusted with the idea that she just felt like throwing up so often lately.
"I wish there’s something I can do…" Veronica said, feeling bad that she was so powerless even after everything.
The purple-haired woman shook her head. "You also have a whole territory that’d suffer if you get targeted," Cassandra said. "Even if we make a scene… nothing will change. We will only make ourselves suffer more…"
Cassandra felt emotional. Her body felt so bad, and her heart felt so heavy. She just didn’t have much energy to fight anymore.
Veronica wanted to cry. Not long ago, Cassandra’s entire aura was completely different.
It was hard to imagine that, just before the heat wave, the two of them arrived at Jacoba Town with apprehensive hearts, but they were mostly excited.
After all, the potential for the products were really high. If they established themselves as the source of best-selling products, then their positions would change!
They showed off the dresses, apparel, make-up sets, and each one was received very well. Of course, Cassandra wasn’t the type to take a loss when she couldn’t help it and they sold all items for a high price.
These were nobles after all, how could she not take advantage!
She easily sold the items for 20 times the cost.
She smiled and, for a while, she thought her wish would come true—that she could be free by virtue of her capabilities. She was slapped right on the face not long after that.
Even when she showed the money and resources she made, her family refused to cancel the engagement and even expedited the marriage instead.
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