Since Aubree only told her where to meet that night but didn't give her a specific time, Ophelia could only head there earlier to wait at the entrance.
It wasn't until after eight o'clock that she finally saw Aubree.
“It's been a while,” Aubree began as she waltzed toward Ophelia while giving the woman a once-over.
When Aubree saw that Ophelia wasn't doing any better than herself, relief washed over her as the smug gleam in her eyes intensified.
Seemingly unfazed, Ophelia took a sidelong glance at the bag in Aubree's hand and smiled. “Indeed. Seems like you're the same as always and haven't changed at all.”
What she said was the truth. Aubree was dressed to the nines, carrying a bag costing hundreds of thousands that she wouldn't mind giving away.
If Aubree hadn't told her about the dire situation in the Pearson family, Ophelia would have never guessed the woman was now living a miserable life.
Hearing the compliment, Aubree curled her lips in satisfaction and handed the bag to Ophelia before saying, “Here you go. It's the gift I promised you. I only used the bag two or three times, so it's almost brand new.”
Ophelia's eyes lit up as she took the bag carefully.
Soon after, the two women went into a bar with Aubree in the lead. After booking a booth in the corner, they ordered two bottles of wine.
Upon settling down, the two started drinking while chatting.
“You did well this time. Have you tied up all the loose ends?” Aubree asked, her tone tinged with concern.
Ophelia flashed a smile. “Don't worry. I made sure not to leave any traces. Jeffrey didn't notice anything wrong, and he simply thought that it was the little b*stard himself who was careless.”
“That's good to hear.” Aubree instantly felt more at ease.
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