Overflow With Fake Love

After a while, Amy calmed down.
She took a deep breath, patted her face, and walked into the elevator alone.
Amy looked at herself in the mirror.
Seeing a warm blush rise to her cheeks, Amy felt more embarrassed and looked away.
The elevator rose and stopped at the floor where there was the Legal Department.
Amy suppressed her mixed feelings and went out.
Ever since the Legal Department of the Grand Group won the previous lawsuit, they held their heads high.
And recently, they got no other difficult cases.
In the whole morning, Amy sat in her seat in a daze until Yvonne put a stack of documents in front of her.
"Amy, those are the documents you need to sort out today,’’ Yvonne said politely.
She was absolutely obedient to Amy now.
Amy nodded.
Just as she was about to flip through them, her phone rang.
It was a message from Selma.
Yvonne looked down at the name shown on Amy's phone screen with a frown.
"Okay, I'll read those documents afternoon.I'm going shopping with my classmate at noon” Amy told Yvonne.
Yvonne said nothing, nodded respectfully, and went back to her office.
The others in the Legal Department were no longer surprised by the relationship between Yvonne and Amy.
Yvonne now respected Amy very much as if Amy was her leader.
But others did not dare to ask about anything but guess in their heart.

At noon, as soon as Amy left the company, she saw Selma waiting outside.
Selma was holding a light blue sun protection umbrella, and her skin was extremely fair.
It was hard to imagine that such a clean girl had an unspeakable relationship with her stepfather.
"Amy.’’ Selma called out, suppressing her jealousy.
Selma was eager to work in the Grand Group, but she was in such a bad condition and was unable to work here.
Amy got everything Selma dreamed of, so Selma hated her so much! Selma swore that tonight she must make Amy pay the
price!
"Selma, are you discharged from the hospital?"
Selma was so thin and weak, giving Amy a feeling that Selma might faint at any time.
So Amy asked worriedly.
"It's so boring to stay in the hospital all the time.I need some fresh air and buy a dress.It's your lunch break.Come with
me.Okay?"
Amy nodded and then the two took a taxi to the nearest shopping center.
Because grandma was sick, Amy hadn't gone shopping for a long time.
Now, this matter was settled and Amy got enough money for treatment, so Amy didn't have to live such a poor life.
Selma coughed as she took every step.
Amy thought Selma was so pitiful because Selma seemed to be in a worse condition.
Selma chose a red dress and showed it to Amy.
"It's for you.I think it suits you."
Amy was shocked because Selma's family was a little poor.
Although Selma's stepfather was rich, he had been in the hospital.

Amy didn't know if Selma's family had given her any pocket money.
This dress was worth more than 750 dollars.
That was a little expensive.
"Thanks, but I'll pay for it."
Amy wanted to refuse, but Selma had already put the dress beside her.
"Amy, I have a lot to tell you.Thank you for keeping the secret.Take it.I can afford it.I haven't used my pocket money.Just take it
as a graduation gift."
Amy couldn't refuse.
So Amy nodded and went to the fitting room to change into this dress, While Selma saw Amy in that red dress, jealousy flashed
in Selma's eyes.
Amy had a good appearance: fair skin, a prominent nose, anda noble mien.
She looked goad in every type of dress.
Fate was really unfair.
How could Amy who was from a poor family have such a charming appearance? Selma curled her lips coldly, but Amy thought it
was an innocent smile.
Selma said, "You look so good.Wear this to the charity party tonight."
Amy was shocked.How did Selma know about the charity party?
"I heard that you have married into the Howard Family.That party is very grand.All the dignitaries, celebrities, and prestigious
families in the Imperial City will go.Considering the Howard Family's high social status, I think you will probably attend it.’’ Selma
explained casually.
Amy nodded and asked the shop assistant to wrap the dress up.
The two of them strolled around for a while.

After Selma picked out a pink dress, they left with satisfaction.
"Amy, I'm going back to the hospital.Don't forget what I told you.Wear it to the party.It suits you very well."
After saying it, Selma hailed a taxi and left.
Amy stood there and dropped her eyes at the dress in the bag.
Only a few people knew about her marriage.
Vera knew about it, but she had already gone abroad.
Besides, she was under the strict supervision of the Nearing family and probably wouldn't have opportunities to gossip about
Amy.
Then how did Selma know? After all, they didn't have much contact before.
Amy was confused and suddenly found her phone missing when she wanted to make a call.
Amy hurried back to the shopping center, carrying the bag, but bumped into another woman at the gate.
Both of their bags fell to the ground.
Amy looked up and felt that the woman in front of her was a little familiar.
It seemed that this woman had been with Vera before and had mocked Amy at the banquet, but Amy could not recall her name.
"Bitch! It's you!! Are you blind? How dare you!" The woman was very angry.
She picked up the paper bag and glared at Amy.
But when she thought that the Howard Family got Amy's back, she cursed and left immediately, not daring to hurt Amy.
Amy remained silent.
She didn't bother to argue with such a woman.
The angrier Amy would be, the harsher words the woman would say.
Anyway, Amy couldn't treat a crazy woman so seriously.

Amy bent over to pick up the paper bag left on the ground and hurried to the store where she bought the dress.
The shop assistant held Amy's phone and waited there.
Seeing Amy coming, the shop assistant's eyes brightened, "Miss, you dropped your phone just now.Here it is."
Amy breathed a sigh of relief and took the phone over to check.
Nobody else used it.
She smiled, "Thank you."
Back at the company, Amy put the bag at her feet and focused on reading the documents.
After knocking off, Amy carried the bag back to the Shallow Bay.
Jane called Amy, saying that a driver would come to pick her up and asking her to prepare in advance.
Amy sighed since she didn't like this kind of party, in which a group of influential people praised and that was full of competition.
It shouldn't be called a charity party.
It was only a chance to show their wealth and power to ordinary people.
Amy went to her room and opened the bag, but found that the dress in the bag was not the red one but a purple one.
Amy was shocked and suddenly recalled the woman she bumped into at the entrance of the shopping center, who carried a lot of
bags.
That woman must take the wrong one.
Amy patted her head, thinking that she couldn't wear the wrong dress to the party.
She opened the cabinet beside her.
Fortunately, Paul had asked servants to prepare a lot of dresses for her.
She picked out a beige gauze dress and put on light makeup.

It only cost her a few minutes.
At night, the driver came to pick her up on time, opening the door respectfully for her.
After the car stopped, Amy realized that the party was held in a luxury hotel.
There were already many reporters waiting near the red carpet outside the hotel.
She frowned and asked the driver to go to the back door.
"Amy, I'll wait for you here.After the party, you can come here directly” Amy nodded and got off the car.
Another car parked at the side.
It was a limited edition Maybach that was worth at least 7 million dollars.
Who would drive such acar to a charity party? Amy twitched her lips and saw John coming out of the car.
That made sense.
John always wanted to be conspicuous.
He especially preferred women’s attention.
Amy compressed her lips, took her bag, and walked in, but John followed her.
"Amy, I've waited for you for a long time.I knew you would come to the back door.’’ Amy didn't want to talk to him so she
pretended not to have heard him.
"Amy, how could you treat me coldly? I spoke for you at the old residence last time."
Amy finally stopped and said, "John, are you done?"
John paused and smiled, "Are you in a bad mood tonight?"
Amy was shocked.
'’Is it so obvious"