Chapter 55 The Wheel of Fate Is Turning

• Melinda was speechless. "You're the daughter of a mayor. Can you please speak with some decorum?"
• "No. Not when it's you," said Jessica. "I talk with decorum with everyone else. They're not my friends, after all."
• Twenty minutes later, Jessica arrived at the coffee shop near Emerald Harbor. She was sitting by the window, looking pretty as a princess. And she was looking into the mirror, reapplying her makeup as she waited for her friend.