Half an hour later, the car arrived at an abandoned factory in Weslyn.
"Didn't you say you were taking me to see Tristan Grayson? What are you bringing me here for?" Mika Summers recognized this place. Her expression turned grim, and a sense of unease began to creep into her heart. 'Was I tricked by Gia Miller?'
Gia Miller, however, just curled her lip in a sneer. She pulled a mirror from the bag behind her and began to remove her makeup.
When she was done, a small, sallow face was revealed...
Gia Miller noticed Mika Summers staring at her. She turned and shot Mika a vicious glare, roaring, "I used to be just like you!" Countless people used to envy her figure and looks...
But these people had turned her into this... this wreck...
Mika Summers frowned. "Gia Miller, you're out of prison now. You should be trying to live a good life. Why are you still so stubborn?"
