"Shelly sure knows her way around. Look at how she's organizing everything—I didn't even know where half this stuff should go," I said, keeping an eye on her reaction.
Sure enough, her hands paused, and her face showed a flicker of unease.
"Shelly's such a hardworking girl. You can tell she's been through a lot," Diane chimed in, missing my point completely and instead praising her.
A chill ran through me. In my previous life, Diane had started praising Shelly within two days, just like now. Shelly was just as skilled at winning people over as before.
Throughout the meal, I couldn't stop watching her. I wanted to find any cracks in her façade. It couldn't be a coincidence that she knew exactly where to find us at the station. The bus fare from the village wasn't cheap either.
A conclusion started to form in my mind. Could she have been reborn like me?
I didn't kick her out, but I also didn't agree to let her stay.
In my previous life, the family wanting to marry her had promised her father, Andy Hill, $20,000 if she married into their family. How could Andy give up that kind of money? He must be searching for her everywhere.
It didn’t take long to find Andy's contact information.