"I am the person your wife wanted to see."
The woman shouted into the car in a mocking tone, "Ella Lacey, aren't you coming out to meet your old friend?"
Ella Lacey had actually noticed her from inside the car already, feeling a hint of familiarity, but it was that plump, out-of-shape figure that made her slightly doubtful. Could it be that woman who had disappeared for so long?
Opening the car door, Ella Lacey walked closer and from the clear contours above, she deduced it must be her.
"Are you Emma Campbell?" Ella Lacey hadn't expected her to have gained weight like a panda.
"It's me." Emma Campbell smiled and reached out her hand, "It's been a while, haven't you thought about me often?"
Ella Lacey, however, defensively did not shake her hand. This woman was adept at secret techniques, and one could easily fall into her trap, she replied with an unseen smile:
