Living with Tail Between Her Legs

Cynthia did not hesitate to praise, "You truly deserve the title of the ageless beauty."

Upon hearing this, Irene could not help but roll her eyes dramatically. "You know how much I hate this face."

Though she had a face that made her look young forever, what she truly wanted was a mature, seductive face. She was over thirty now, yet people still mistook her for being in her twenties. Sometimes, when she went out alone, she even had to face unwanted advances from creepy old men.

It was absolutely disgusting!

"By the way, after all these years, haven't you ever thought about going home to visit?" Irene placed the fruit plate in her hand on the table and lazily leaned back on the sofa, looking at Cynthia.

At these words, a ripple appeared in Cynthia's eyes.

She knew that when Irene referred to "home," she meant the headquarters of the Flame Action Team.