Chapter 90

• Meanwhile, Irene was exiting an upscale restaurant. Her hair was tied up in a bun, her dimples were clearly visible on her cheeks as a faint smile played on her lips. She wore a red turtleneck gown that fully accentuated her figure, plump chest, and slightly curvy hips. Her face gleamed with confidence as she approached the Maybach parked ahead. Ethan was by her side, decked in a tailored suit which made him look smart and stylish. He elegantly opened the door to the back seat for her with a smile on his face. "Gosh, you look so much like her, even the figure looks the same," he said in a whisper as they got into the back seat. "The resemblance is too frightening; those sets of exercises really paid off."
• Irene smiled, observing her face in a mirror she took out of her purse. "Debbie's skills seem to be improving with each passing day."
• "Yeah, it's so hard to tell the difference between you and Ivy," Kate, who was seated in the back seat, chimed in as she stared at the pleased look on Irene's face through the rear-view mirror. "But isn't it difficult to live in someone else's shadow..."