My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 690

She fell silent after mentioning this, as if she was trying to recall what had happened.

I really had very limited knowledge when it came to jewelry. I could only judge based on my preferences. I wouldn't be able to tell if something was a good or bad piece.

She finally said, after a moment of silence, "He was the president of the Roberts Group, after all, so I asked someone to send him back. The next day, he came and asked me if you were back. When he knew that he had mistaken you for someone else, he was so dispirited. Sierra probably fixed her nose to look like yours. Later, she started showing up in front of Hendrix often. Her beautiful figure matched with a facial feature that was almost identical to yours helped her smooth sail for three years. What a pity, if only she knew her place, she wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Is there anything you want to eat later?" This was a thing of the past, dwelling on it would not do any good. I was reluctant to talk about, nor did I want to hear other people's stories.

Seeing that I was done listening, she kept quiet and dragged me to the next store to continue shopping.

The mall was so crowded with people. I didn't realize that we had bumped into Austin and Andrea.

Austin, in particular, had become much more reserved. I did not recognize him straight away, perhaps due to the change in his temperament.

Freya was the first to break the silence. "What a coincidence, you two are going shopping as well?"

Austin set his eyes on me but did not rush to speak. After a while, he hummed a reply.

Andrea held tightly onto his arm, and I was surprised to see them look so intimate together.

So, were they a thing now?

I did not ask or think too much about it. Besides, it had nothing to do with me.

"When did you return?" Austin asked me.

Andrea's face paled a little. I looked at her and noticed she had restrained her temper and had become more reserved after not seeing her for a few years.

She kept her tone calm and collected, but the coldness in it could not be hidden. "It seems that your ability to meddle in others' business has improved. You should dive into different interests." Freya shrugged her shoulders; she needn't be upset by her words. She snorted, "I'll do whatever I want. It is none of your business."

"Then please do keep your mouth shut and mind your own business," Andrea said as she stared at her with cold daggers in her eyes.

They were not quarrelling, but their stubborn and unrelenting personalities made their jab at each other sound childish and immature.

I tugged at Freya's clothes, urging her to not go overboard with her insults.

She pursed her lips and did not try to offend Andrea anymore. Instead, she walked towards a jewelry store and started shopping her anger away.