Chapter 677 - Six Hundred And Seventy-seven: It Would Never Be Her (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Who is she?”

”Who?” the assistant asked, having no idea who the model was talking about.

”Look over there you blind fool,” the model retorted, finally pointing at Ailee and her assistant recognized her immediately.

”Oh,” She saw the girl, ”That's Jade according to what I heard and she's the manager and personal assistant to the boss's son,” The assistant explained, envy in her tone. Unlike her, it seems that Jade was treated quite well by the boss' son.

”Oh, is that so?” the model said, her brows raised and her lips drawn in a dark smirk.

This model was no other than Mackenzie who became famous at a young age. As someone who became famous as a child model, she was unable to contain the thrills, pride, and pompousness that comes with being a celebrity. She got carried away by the glamor of fame and now her attitude towards common people was less than shit. In one word, she was allergic to poor people.

She saw Neon as a gift card to uplift her status. Although Mackenzie was rich, she came from a poor family and had purely become famous by luck, hence she wanted to erase that poor status forever and the Spencers were her target - to be precise, Reina's sons.

Mackenzie had seen the power the Spencer wields, they owned this city, and getting into this family would ensure she continued her sophisticated lifestyle forever. To her, money was not a problem to the Spencers, it was spending it - the family had more than enough - and she was willing to help them spend it. This was a chance to live a life of luxury and she wouldn't let it pass through her without utilizing it.

She glared at Ailee, already formulating different ways to get the Jade girl out of the picture. If only she knew Ailee was Reina's daughter and a ladder she could use to get close to Neon, she wouldn't have plotted to get rid of her.

Meanwhile, Ailee managed to pull herself out of Neon's embrace and glared at the fool, was he trying to get her into trouble or what?

”A-choo!” She sneezed, wondering who was cursing her.

”Did you catch a cold?” Neon asked, examining her face.

”No,” Ailee shook her head and then turned, only to meet the intense gaze of this strange girl. She looked away, wondering if the girl knew her or what? Not that it was her business, it just bothered Ailee because she didn't want her identity to be revealed this early.

”Alright, Neon, you need to get your body checked,” said the woman that was introduced to them as the stylist.

”Right now?” Neon asked, looking at Ailee and wondering if she could come along with him.

”Yes, now!” The woman said and grabbed his arm, already pulling him away before he could think of bringing Ailee to wherever they were going.

”No, wait! What am I going to do.... now ” she trailed off and then ran her hand through her hair. Wonderful.

With nothing to do, Ailee simply picked one of the fashion magazines on the desk next to her and turned to sit down only to bump into somebody.

”Oh,” She was startled. Steadying herself, Ailee discovered it was that girl from earlier and she quickly said, ”Hi,” refusing to meet her gaze. People saw that move as a gesture of submission and so far this girl seems to be suspicious of her and she couldn't let that happen.

”Hi,” She surprisingly responded, however, one could still sense the superior air she carried. Yep, there was no way on earth she was being friends with this one.

”I'm Mackenzie,” She thrust out her hand for a handshake.