CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 44: PROUD OF MY CURRENT DOWNFALL AND POVERTY 3

From a distance, Rebecca Quentin noticed a strikingly beautiful and tall figure in the crowd. She waved and called out, "Isabella!"

Isabella Joanna rushed over to Rebecca Quentin. "Becca!"

"Mmph..."

Rebecca Quentin was immediately embraced by Isabella Joanna.

"It’s been so long. Do you know how much I’ve missed you?" Isabella said, choking up as she rested her head on Rebecca’s shoulder, her eyes behind her sunglasses brimming with tears.

Rebecca’s eyes reddened too. "I’ve missed you too..." Heaven knows, over the past few years, every time she felt lonely and helpless, she would think of her.

Isabella Joanna lightly pounded Rebecca Quentin’s shoulder, whimpering as she complained, "Oh, you heartless girl! Every time I said I’d visit, you always claimed you were busy..."

Rebecca Quentin responded with a lump in her throat, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

Isabella, it’s not that I don’t want to see you; I just don’t want you to see how miserable I am.

"Alright, I won’t cry anymore. It’s embarrassing here... Let’s go back to your place." Isabella managed a smile through her tears.

Rebecca linked arms with her friend. "Um, let’s stay at a hotel tonight!"

"Sure!"

Rebecca had originally thought she would have to explain to Isabella why they needed to stay at a hotel tonight, but Isabella didn’t ask, which made Rebecca secretly relieved.

On their way to the hotel, Isabella leaned back in the taxi, full and satisfied, and exhaled, "Becca, do you know how long it’s been since I’ve eaten like this? Every time I’m with the company people, they tell me I can’t eat this or that. It makes me feel like being a model is just torturing myself!"

Rebecca laughed gently. "That’s why not everyone can be a supermodel!"

"It must be great to be like you—studying abroad for a few years, then successfully joining a company right after returning. Now you’re even an executive there, living such a free and easy life. It’s really nice."

"Heh..."

Only Rebecca knew how awkward her smile was at that moment.

About ten minutes later, the two arrived at the hotel.

This hotel was the most luxurious in G City, the preferred accommodation for prominent political and business figures, as well as celebrities, visiting the city.

Rebecca chose this hotel for two main reasons. Firstly, Isabella was now a top model and naturally required accommodation with an excellent and secure environment. Secondly, Rebecca wanted to show Isabella that her life was the same as before, hoping to prevent Isabella from worrying about her.

Of course, staying in this hotel for one night would cost Rebecca almost half a year’s living expenses.

The two walked into the hotel together. When Rebecca stood at the counter and gave the receptionist her room number, the receptionist couldn’t help but look up at Rebecca, her eyes slightly surprised.

The reason for the receptionist’s surprise was that Rebecca looked completely different from how she had a few days ago when she booked the room.

When she had come to book the room, Rebecca hadn’t been wearing makeup and was dressed in affordable clothes bought online. Although she was a beautiful young woman, she hadn’t left much of an impression on the receptionist. In fact, the receptionist had even suspected that Rebecca couldn’t afford to stay there. It wasn’t until Rebecca took out a stack of cash to pay that the receptionist felt reassured and remembered her. So, she could hardly believe the Rebecca standing before her now.

Simply by changing into an elegant dress, Rebecca’s innate grace was highlighted. Complemented by her fair skin and delicate makeup, she now looked every bit a debutante from a wealthy, sheltered family.

Rebecca asked, "Miss, are we all set?"

The receptionist finally came to her senses and handed the room card to Rebecca, smiling. "This way, please. A bellhop will accompany you upstairs."

"Alright, thank you."

At eleven o’clock that night, after bathing, the two lay in their pajamas on the hotel’s comfortable, soft bed.

The time had come for the best friends to talk heart-to-heart...

After hesitating for what seemed like a long time, Isabella asked quietly, "Becca, you’ve said you haven’t had a boyfriend all these years. Is it because you still haven’t gotten over the past?"

Rebecca Quentin smiled faintly. "The past holds nothing worth remembering for me, so how could I not have let it go?"

Isabella sighed softly. "I don’t know what exactly happened between you and Howard Geoffrey, but back then, I truly believed you two would make it to the end!"

At that time, Isabella had been doing a fashion show abroad. One day, she suddenly saw newspaper articles filled with reports about Howard Geoffrey and Rebecca Quentin’s divorce. These reports were all written to defame Rebecca, portraying her as having been abandoned by Howard. Reading this, Isabella, who was still abroad, had an immediate urge to rush back to her home country.