"Even fairies poop!"

Frankie Foster saw that Lola Hussey was staring intently at the image on the screen and asked, "Lola, are you captivated by Ethan Ainsley's good looks?"

Indeed, Ethan Ainsley's face was quite heavenly.

His deep brown eyes and exquisite, flawless contours were so mesmerizing that just a casual glance at him could cause one to fall deeply into his charm.

Not just his identity, this man was full of boundless allure from head to toe.

As a result, there were countless women in North City who flocked to him.

Lola Hussey touched her chin while looking at the screen: "He is indeed devastatingly handsome, but I feel like I've seen him before."

"Ethan Ainsley of the Ainsley Group, it's normal for you to feel like you've seen him before if you've seen his photo or even met him in person. He's hard to forget," Frankie dismissed nonchalantly.

Unexpectedly, Lola continued, "I have a vague impression in my mind; it seems that Ethan and I are very close and he might even...like me?"

Frankie Foster: "..."

Mr. Ainsley could like you?

Eh...Lola's situation seems to be getting worse and worse.

Frankie Foster felt deeply remorseful and regretful.

He shouldn't have let her mess around, which resulted in her car accident and such a serious bug in her brain!

The financial news turned to commercial.

Frankie Foster served the soup, "Lola, here's the beef bone soup I ordered for you at Bamboo Flavor Pavilion, drink it while it's hot."

Lola Hussey got out of bed and put on her slippers, "Wait a moment, I'm going to admire my beauty."

Frankie Foster: "..."

Yesterday she was ordered not to get out of bed, but she's allowed to today.

She went to the bathroom.

When Lola Hussey saw her reflection in the mirror, she was stunned.

"Wow, so amazing!"

The girl in the mirror had light brown hair, fair skin, delicate features, and a natural pair of crescent-shaped eyes that always seemed to have a smile. Calling her a human Barbie wouldn't be an exaggeration.

"Frankie! Frankie!"

Hearing Lola Hussey call out, Frankie Foster thought something had happened and rushed over.

Lola pointed to the mirror and said to Frankie Foster, "Look! She's obviously pretty but she's actually reached perfection!"

Frankie Foster: "..."

Not even Pinocchio would boast about himself like this!

Lola Hussey was very satisfied with her appearance.

She walked out of the bathroom with her head held high, "I've decided not to care about my reputation in the outside world, because fairies shouldn't be angry."

Frankie touched his nose and mumbled, "Fairies still poop, though!"

Lola turned around, "I've decided to be a fairy who's untouched by the world, not loving anyone and not letting anyone get me. Lack of emotions will be my unbeatable weapon."

Frankie Foster: I have to agree with her, actually...

Because she was satisfied with her appearance, Lola Hussey's mood was also greatly improved.

As a result, she also paid more attention to details.

She instructed Frankie Foster, "A regular ward doesn't suit my fairy temperament; go and change my room to a VIP ward."

Frankie Foster: "..."

What the heck??

Despite her messed-up brain, she still knows that she wants to stay in the best VIP ward?!

"Lola, the two-digit balance in your card doesn't match your desire to stay in a VIP ward." Frankie said solemnly.

Lola Hussey: "Only two digits? Impossible! When did I become so poor?"

Her vague memories seemed to indicate that she was quite wealthy!

Frankie really wanted to say: You've always been poor, okay?!

Nevermind, Lola is already like this, don't hit her even more.

What if it affects her memory recovery?!

The frustrated Lola Hussey had to get into bed, lie on her side, then press her clasped hands under her face, murmuring, "I really wish I could wake up in a VIP ward. It would be even better if there were two maids to serve me."

Lola Hussey never expected her dream to come true.

When she woke up, she was actually in the top VIP ward!!!