Chapter 192: Cannot Be Mended

"Why are you helping me?" Inez asked when she saw that the woman had started pulling the gowns out of the glass cases.

Tracy paused upon hearing her question. She turned and looked at Inez before saying to her, "Well, let’s say... There was a time when one of my friends asked me to help him, but I refused because I feared getting involved with him. You remind me of that friend a little."

Was she talking about her father? Thought Inez, but then she took a look at how young Tracy looked, and she shook her head. There was no way Tracy was involved with her father, given how she looked like she was of the same age as her.

"What happened to him?" Inez asked in a soft whisper.

"Hmmm?" Tracy turned around as she took off the pink gown that was worn by the mannequin. "I am not sure; maybe he passed away, or maybe he vanished without letting anyone know where he went. I only saw him when he came to ask for my help, and ever since then, I haven’t heard anything from him."

"I am sorry." Given that the man never returned, there was a good chance that he was dead.

Tracy laughed upon hearing her remark. "Don’t be. That man is alive—if he were dead, then I would have known."

"So you are helping me just because of this reason?" Inez asked. Something about the woman’s kindness troubled her, but it didn’t feel malevolent, like the woman was trying to harm her. This was kind of weird because after she ran away from the Venus pack, Inez had never stopped doubting others. She was wary of them at all turns and twists.

Not unless they prove to her that they could be trusted.

that, and

follow my mother, who died not long ago. I have visited the Red Blood Hill pack a few times with my mother, and there I met with Selene. Before she was poisoned, she was quite a fascinating woman, powerful and

say that I am quite

Everyone kept saying that she saved Selene, but the truth was that it was Selene who had held

gown to Inez. "Try this first; let’s see

the dressing room, where she changed into the dress that Tracy had

without even taking a look. "No, this is hideous; try

"Not this one either."

doesn’t look

go well

doesn’t suit your

It was a beautiful dress with royal blue fabric; its skirt with pleats was blue on the side, while white lacy fabric adorned the

love with it. She hoped that the woman wouldn’t tell her that she looked hideous in this gown as well, because if Tracy did that, then she was going to barge

it not look stunning?" questioned Tracy, admiring her work that she had created with her own hands. "Let

shimmered under the light. It was quite a sight to behold. As the jewels glimmered with all

stayed still as the woman made a few more alterations to the dress and then turned to look at the woman who handed the gown to her after packing it, she said

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