Chapter 480 Florecia's Rebellion, History Still Moves Forward (4k)_3

But for her, it was pointless.

Florecia shook her head, "This beauty has no great meaning for me."

"It's not like that."

By now, everyone else had left, leaving only the old maid who had been combing Florecia's hair. She spoke in a kind voice, "A woman dresses up for the one who pleases her. Maybe you, Miss, will also find a man for whom you truly wish to reveal your beauty?"

Florecia said bitterly, "There won't be an 'after' anymore."

The maid set down the comb and said, "Then, may I offer you such an opportunity, Miss? Do you wish for it?"

Florecia turned abruptly, looking at the old maid whose face was full of wrinkles.

"Who are you?!"

Without answering, the maid trembled as she took out a filthy porcelain bottle from her bosom and placed it in front of the dressing mirror.