Spoiled (Lily)

Chapter 77

May Lee burst into tears after being spat out.

“She ate me! She actually ate me!””We’re both spirits that have been caught but here she is trying to

bully me.”

The vanity spirit was pinned down by an invisible pressure that rendered her immobile. She smiled

coldly. “I do what I want! None of you are getting any kind of peace.”

Her eyes were red as she stared at Lilly…

Pablo suddenly smacked the back of her head,

“That’s my disciple you’re trying to threaten there!”

The vanity spirit’s head came flying off from the impact and rolled to Josh’s feet.

Lilly gaped as she watched the stray head tumbling up to her cousin.

Josh gulped. “What are you looking up…?”

Lilly pointed at the vanity spirit’s head: “Ms. Sumo Wrestler’s head fell off. It’s under your feet right

now!”

“…” He abruptly stood up and sat down next to Lilly.

“The seat isn’t very comfortable. I think I should just stay here instead.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

He wasn’t even going to try explaining himself anymore.

With a flick of Pablo’s wrist, the head flew back over to him.

He sat cross-legged, propped up his chin, and asked, “How did you die?”

The vanity spirit scoffed. “I’m not telling you anything.”

He smacked her head and sent it bouncing before tugging it back again. It was as if he were toying with

a yo-yo.

“Why did you die?”

The spirit’s head was buzzing.

She could rip her head off just fine but it didn’t mean she could get out unscathed with Pablo smacking

her around. It was clear he was no ordinary spirit!

“What…” The vanity spirit grew irritated.

Pablo braced himself to do it again. “Oh, you still won’t talk?”

“…”

Were they playing?

Lilly watched them with wide eyes.

You can do that…?

What am I learning all this for?

“Come here, Tulip.” Pablo beckoned Lilly.

The vanity spirit, recalling Lilly had wrestled her to the ground immediately said, “Alright. I’ll talk! Don’t

hurt me.”

Lilly was far more frightening compared to Pablo…

She had no chance against the little girl.

She helplessly began, “My name is Roxanne Larson. I was a rich woman who came from old money…”

Lilly suddenly asked, “Really?”

The vanity spirit held her breath before ultimately saying, “I worked my way up the ladder…”

Both Lilly and Pablo didn’t believe her.

Lilly’s intuition told her that the spirit was lying.

Pablo was speechless. The vanity spirit was worthy of her name. She was vain even when threatened.

The spirit finally had no choice but to offer the truth. “I was an employee at a printing factory when I

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It turned out she indeed worked at a printing factory and spent her days at the workshop.

Luck was on her side. One night, she ran into the manager’s daughter who was kind enough to offer

her a ride home. The two became fast friends.

“We got close… She’d often invite me to her place for meals.”

She licked her lips. “I finally learned what steak tastes like and had prawns that were plump and firm…”

“I always thought that prawns were half empty on the inside…”

Pablo instantly understood that she was talking about stale dead shrimp.

Shrimp contained high levels of histidine, which was the reason for their delicious taste. Dead shrimp

are quickly decomposed by bacteria, at which point the flesh would grow sparse and emit a pungent

odor.

Shrimp like there were often sold to small restaurants or food stalls by the streets. Flavorings were

added to mask the smell. Only a shell remained when eaten.

“And?” Lilly asked.

Josh, who couldn’t hear a thing, was panicking.

I didn’t want to see anything but I want to know how the vanity spirit died but I have to wait for Lilly to

be done questioning her.

The spirit continued, “My bestie would offer me clothes she doesn’t want anymore. There’s also some

bags and jewelry…”

She was happy at first even if it were just her friends’ unwanted leftovers because these were things

she could never afford.

Her best friend’s father was not just the director of the printing company. He was also a president of a

large group.

The printing company was just one of the family’s many businesses.

“I enjoyed a life I could’ve never dreamt of because of her…”

She would go shopping with her friend after work and watch her buy everything that she liked without

blinking.

She trailed by her side and basked in the envious glances thrown their way. It was as if she were a rich

woman herself.

“I was at my bestie’s place when the store manager of GUOLHJ personally delivered their latest

products of the season to her door for her to pick out.”

“She spent two hundred thousand on clothing that day. The ones she didn’t like? The manager simply

smiled and left.”

Roxanne continued in a daze, “That’s when I finally knew that was how the rich bought their clothes.

The luxury goods sold in stores are the leftovers the rich didn’t want.”

She thought going shopping with her friend was already an impressive feat.

To think she could also have the store manager personally deliver everything to her door too? What

kind of life was that?

The store manager’s smile and the two hundred thousand bill left a deep impression on her.

That batch of clothes allowed more luxury dresses to come her way.

She wore a halter dress from GUOLHJ, carried around a YSHGD bag, and wore shoes by DHEJ.

A mere cup of Starbucks cost her a day’s worth of wages!

“How can such a man still live in that ten-room dormitory at the factory? It’s not worth it to me at all!”

Pablo was speechless.

She forgot who she really was after having the luxury of clothing right at her door.

“What happened after?” Lilly propped up her chin as she listened to Roxanne retell her story.

“I wanted to rent a home. The housing agent noticed how I was dressed in luxury items and introduced

me to high-end apartments…”

The agent’s fawning and envious glances, as well as compliments on her pale skin and beauty, gave

her a ruthless satisfaction of vanity.

Of course, she was pale. She was in the printing factory day in and day out, leaving at 7 in the morning

and returning at 11.

How could she not be pale?

She really thought herself to be a rich woman amidst the barrage of compliments.

“So, I rented an apartment for five thousand a month…”

She regretted it after signing the contract but there was nothing she could do when the agent was

watching her with such eagerness.

Despite having wasted a decade away at the factory, all her overtime only amounted to three thousand

a month…

Lilly started to count. “Your salary is three thousand, the rent is five thousand. That means you still

need…”

Josh answered, “Two thousand.”

Lilly was shocked. “That’s so much money! How did you make up the difference?”

Roxanne smiled bitterly. “Yes. How did I make up the difference…”

She had to pay a deposit of three months, leading to her having to fork out twenty thousand from the

get-go.

All she had was a thousand…