Chapter 86
Lila quickly dozed off under Elizabeth's expert massage. She hadn't slept well in ages, but the essential oils and Elizabeth's touch knocked her out.
Lila knew Elizabeth did it on purpose. She was aware Lila rarely got good rest and wanted to help her recharge.
To most people, Elizabeth seemed useless, but to Lila, she was a miracle worker.
Elizabeth lounged in a nearby rocking chair, scrolling through her phone. She found today's news surprisingly quiet. There wasn't a single negative story about Lily's birthday banquet last night. No one mentioned the Russell family gifting fake rare saffron either.
Elizabeth searched "rare saffron" but found nothing. Someone had clearly covered it up.
Maybe the Russell family didn't want the embarrassment, or the Tudor family wanted to maintain dignity, or Alexander didn't want Esme to get flak.
Elizabeth sighed, not wanting to stress Lila out.
She thought that Esme was lucky; no matter how big her mess, Alexander always cleaned it up.
Elizabeth put down her phone, not wanting to think about Alexander and Esme anymore.
She fiddled with Lila's hat and said lazily, "This hat with the mask is pretty cool."
"Try it on. If you like it, I'll get you one," Lila mumbled with her eyes closed.
Elizabeth put on the hat. It was a protective hat with an attached mask, only her eyes showing. With sunglasses, she was fully covered.
"Can you recognize me?" Elizabeth asked.
"Go outside and see," Lila laughed.
Elizabeth decided to try out the incognito life of a celebrity.
"I'll be back," she said and actually went out.
Lila sighed, "Elizabeth really went out. Why is she still so playful?"
She remembered when Elizabeth first married Alexander, she said, "Alexander likes obedient and gentle women, so don't ask me out anymore. I need to behave for love!"
Elizabeth indeed played the obedient wife for years.
Elizabeth left the room and found herself in a quiet corridor.
A waiter passed by, glanced at her, and quickly moved on.
Elizabeth squinted, 'Can people really not recognize me like this?'
Usually, waiters would greet her right away.
With few people around, Elizabeth got bored and headed to the lobby.
The lobby was bustling, and Elizabeth wandered around, but no one noticed her.
After a while, she got bored. Just as she was about to take off her sunglasses, she heard someone shout, "Make way! Mr. York is having a cramp!"
Elizabeth saw a man in his fifties being carried to a sofa. His right leg was turning purple, and he looked in pain.
Elizabeth frowned; it didn't look like a regular cramp, more like a nerve spasm.
She was about to head back to her room when she heard someone say, "Isn't that the director of Evergreen Medical Center?"
Elizabeth stopped. That was the hospital Celine wanted her to go to.
