"Thank you," Victoria said softly.
Although Matilda Murphy had been tormenting her these past few days, she really took care of her when it mattered.
After fixing the clothes fit, Matilda Murphy stepped back two steps, examining Victoria from head to toe.
"Very nice. You look better in it than I do," She praised.
"Oh come on, how could that be?" Victoria's face turned red at the rare commendation from Matilda Murphy.
Matilda Murphy's face suddenly turned cold again: "When I say you look better than me, it means you look better than me."
Victoria couldn't understand why Matilda Murphy looked unhappy again.
They say a woman's heart is as unfathomable as the bottom of the ocean, but Matilda Murphy's heart was as elusive as a needle at the bottom of sea trench.
Even Victoria, as a woman herself, couldn't figure it out.
Victoria again thought of that labyrinthine house.