Chapter 1313

Chapter 1313:

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After recovering for a few days, Nicole had almost completely regained her strength. It was then that Jemma summoned her to start working.

Nicole mastered a series of graceful maneuvers under her teacher's guidance. Although she could not drink alcohol, she was adept at attracting customers with her conversation.

And not all of Club Kingbel's clients were like Deniz. Some just wanted basic service. Nicole served them drinks and water separately.

During this period, Nicole rarely saw Melissa due to their different schedules. However, from what Elodie said, Nicole deduced that Melissa had been at the club for quite some time.

Previously, Melissa had crossed paths with an important client and had accumulated a significant debt with the club, which she had not yet paid off.

Melissa was a solitary figure who smiled at guests but quickly turned sour as soon as she left, as if the world offered her something. No one wanted to be in a group with her.

The resemblance between Melissa and Nicole was uncanny, but inexplicable.

Everyone knew Melissa had plastic surgery, but no one knew who Melissa had modeled her old look after until Nicole came along.

With Nicole's arrival, things took a peculiar turn. Melissa's face looked like a copy of Nicole's, but because it was artificial, it ended up looking like a distorted version of Nicole.

Melissa wore makeup every day, unable to face her reflection without it. The operation had left several areas of his face deformed.

Nicole would purposely time her arrival to coincide with Melissa's work shifts, hoping to chat with her. However, Melissa constantly avoided her. It seemed like Melissa wanted to keep their interactions to a minimum, almost as if Melissa was afraid of Nicole.

Puzzled by Melissa's evasive behavior, Nicole decided to discreetly observe her.

Nicole's observation paid off.

Melissa ate with her left hand and often ran her pinky through her hair. The way she moved and sat reminded Nicole of someone. But Nicole learned that person had long since disappeared.

Nicole followed Melissa into her room. Just as Melissa closed the door, Nicole pushed inside.

“Ah, who are you…?” Recognizing Nicole, Melissa’s initial anger softened slightly and she pleaded, “Please go away. “You shouldn’t enter someone else’s bathroom without asking.”

Ignoring the request, Nicole sat on the edge of the bed, stared at Melissa, and said slowly, “You're Jamie.”

It seemed like it had been ages since anyone had called Jamie by that name.

Apparently Jamie had been hiding here all these years and had modified her face to look like Nicole's.

Nicole was completely baffled. Why would Jamie choose to look like her?

What could Jamie want?

“Why did you change your appearance to match mine? What is your plan?”

Nicole asked.

Melissa seemed a little nervous at first, but quickly regained her composure, rolling her eyes as she replied, “This is my natural face. Who told you I changed to look like you?”

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