My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2111

Aurelia was right. The owner of the wallet did resemble me.

It was not an exaggeration to say that apart from our choice of clothing, she was my identical twin. It took me a while to notice that there was another person in the photo.

It was a man. I only saw his chin, but it was enough for me to know it was not Hendrix.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

The first thing that came to my mind was if I had never taken such ambiguous photos with other men. They were leaning so close to each other that there was practically no distance between them. They looked like a pair of intimate lovers.

Seeing my lack of response, Freya stretched her neck to take a look at the wallet. "She looks like your long-lost twin sister."

I asked, surprised, without processing her sentence through, "Is that true? I have a twin sister?"

Freya shot me a disgusted look. "Can't you tell that I was joking?"

She then snatched the photo over and examined it carefully. "She does look a lot like you. I can't even differentiate between you two, let alone the kids.

It's no wonder that they chased after her."

I shrugged both shoulders, not knowing how to respond.

Aurelia urged us to hurry out of the restaurant to watch the parade outside. I hurriedly shoved the photo back into the wallet and left the wallet on the cashier before I headed out the door.

With the Roberts Group as the main sponsor of the project, the festival looked like one of the grand parades we would only see in movies. They had models dressed in western culture costumes, stepping out from the carriages. It was like history playing and repeating itself before our eyes all over again.

Not long after, Freya got a call, and she immediately dragged me to the largest western culture flagship store in town.

For a store that sold only high-end luxury products, it was not the slightest affected by the busy crowd. We made a lap around the shop and saw a signboard at the stairs that stated, "VIP customers, please head up the first floor (minimum spend of 35800 dollars)". We decisively stepped on the wooden steps, paid 88000 dollars by credit card and upgraded to a VIP customer.

It was much less rowdy on the first floor. From designs to the materials, everything was top notch and everything we tried on looked fantastic.

Freya spotted a green wedding dress worn by an actress in a hit TV show. She tried it on and looked a lot less intimidating when she was not talking. She even appeared elegant and unparalleled to anyone else.

I, however, kept drifting off. I couldn't understand how there was someone else in the world that looked exactly like me.

It was too coincidental for us to still be in the same city.

"Arianna, you keep zoning out. What's on your mind?"

Freya raised her voice as she spoke to me, and I came to my senses. Shaking my head, I said, "Nothing. This suits you well. Do you want to get some hair accessories? I saw some youngsters outside. They even had shoes made of cotton."

"Of course, I'm getting hair accessories, but not the shoes though. High heels are basically my legs' extension. I won't look good without them."

I laughed at her and said, "I think you're getting off track now. Others are appreciating the western cultural costumes, but here you are, still needing to look the best in cultural costumes."

Freya did not deny what I said. "Was

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it really necessary to point that out? You should choose a set as well. Customized pieces take at least week to complete. We should be able to have ours done for the opening ceremony. By then, we'd be the stars of the show."

"I'd rather not." I had no interest in that whatsoever. "It's too troublesome to put these on."

Without strong desire or needs, my life had become more stable while I got lazier. I didn't even want to budge after settling down on a seat.

"Sure, suit yourself." Freya wasn't pushy about it. She was fully absorbed in her own reflection as she twirled in front of the mirror.

Noticing that we had yet made up our mind, the manager came up and tried to please us by saying, "Ladies, we have a promotion today. If you settle the bill together, you can enjoy a 40% discount on your purchase. If you would like to, I can get the staff to prepare that for you."

"A 40% discount? That's basically free!" The shopaholic in Freya emerged at the manager's words. She turned to look at me, solemnly declaring, "40% discount. Waste not, want not. I don't care. You must get something! I don't even mind paying for you."

No woman could escape empty-handed after hearing the word "discount".

Since we were buying, we had to be serious about selecting our purchases.

There were tons of hair accessories, but the phoenix cor in the center had a place in my heart. Ever since I first laid my eyes on it, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"Miss, you have impeccable taste. This phoenix cor is the treasure of our store. It is purely handmade. There is only one in the country. It is one of a kind."