Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 132: Salon Visit(3)

Chapter 132: Salon Visit(3)

Viviana, with confident steps, walked to the next cabin where she heard the loud shouting. It was not that the soundproofing of the cabins was bad. This is a luxury salon and they had ensured that the soundproofing was good.

Still, that childish voice leaked out.

Even before Viviana could listen carefully, she could say that Nadia Donatello was belittling someone, probably her classmate. She tried to open the cabin but Beulah smiled and excused herself. Beulah then politely told her that she will ask if the person inside could be available for a meeting.

Viviana smiled and took a step back. It is acceptable that the mall management is careful not ot cause any disturbance. They know what kind of clientele they serve.

But as Beulah opened the door, Viviana followed her and stepped in. "Nadia! How are you doing?" she said in a cheery tone.

She couldn’t say that Nadia was happy to see her, or pleased with her. Her lips went to all sorts of shapes. But Viviana didn’t mind her. Something about that child made her blood tingle. Well, mainly because she ruined her hair.

Viviana observed around. There was one girl with her camera on. Her entire attention was on the phone screen. Lifting the phone she was taking pictures and then editing them using filters all the while speaking without even noticing that there is another person in the room with her.

With her makeup and demeanor, Viviana could say that she must be one of those influencers or a wannabe influencer. She looked like she was from the upper middle class—the class lower than the Donatello family. But that girl seemed to be someone with ambitions.

Hence, she is sticking to Nadia.

Well, that was her initial assessment looking at that girl. But she might be wrong. Viviana decided to have an open heart about her. After all, she just took a glance at her. Eyes can be deceiving.

Being ambitious is not a crime by itself, but those who are overtly ambitious tend to do anything. By anything, they’ll go to extremes. So, they could be dangerous.

Viviana’s attention turned to the other girl standing hunched. Viviana noticed that her uniform skirt was of a darker shade than the rest. Wet... Her skirt was wet.

And she was needlessly carrying three bags. And two of those bags looked heavy. She could have placed the bags anywhere in the room, but she didn’t. Or, she was not allowed to place the bag down.

Her knees were scraped as if she was kneeling on sand. It didn’t seem like she fell. The scars indicated that she knelt over something grainy for a long time. She was not meeting eyes with anyone. And the old stains on her shirt indicated that she met with a lot of "accidents" related to food. And if she couldn’t buy a new uniform, then...

Ah, I see what’s going on here!

"New haircut?" Nadia asked.

Viviana could sense the mockery in her tone. But when she looked at Nadia, that girl winced and leaned back hugging herself.

Interesting... she’s afraid of me...

Viviana, not knowing the personal meeting Leander had with Nadia in her home, thought that the girl was a little overreacting.

"Who is sponsoring your visit here?" Viviana asked.

Mary is a chatterbox and she told Viviana that the Donatello family is not as rich as they used to be. They can’t afford luxuries like in the past. Her mother used to work for the Donatello family, Mary said. So, there must be some truth to it.

And that made fury dance on Nadia’s brushed-up eyebrows.

"Ah, never mind," Viviana waved her hand and scratched her nose—with her left hand.

Look at my ring! Viviana screamed, without saying a word.

The influencer wannabe ran to Viviana. Maybe the glare of the diamonds lured her to her hand.

"Oh my God! Are those real diamonds? Oh, look at this rock!" she asked. "I so wanna take a snap and post it...It’ll get a lot of pins, Naz!" she looked at Nadia for acknowledgement.

After all, they are at that age when they want to do things for societal acceptance. Teenagers! But how the name Nadia reduced to Naz... Viviana could never guess.

Viviana cleared her throat and covered her finger. She so didn’t want others to take a snap of her ring and post it wherever.

"Hi," the influencer wannabe held out her hand not before fixing her fringes behind her ear. "I’m Ayla Brooks!"

Viviana pressed her lips and took a glance at her hand. She then looked at the girl. "Minerva Kastello," she said.

The next moment, the girls face went so pale, even her bronzers couldn’t hide her fright. Well, the Kastello name tend to have that effect on people.

Viviana didn’t care about those two. She cared for the other girl.

"Are you here for a haircut?" she asked.

The girl shook her head quickly. Her eyebrows were raised out of fear even though Viviana tried to be gentle with her. Well, the effect of her Kastello name!

That girl would be too scared to accept her help.

"Oh, she won’t afford to even step in this mall if not for our generosity," Ayla, the influencer wannabe said with a controlled sneer.

Nadia smirked and scoffed looking at the girl too.

Viviana was ninety percentage sure that those two were bullying the other girl.

"You must be good at studies," Viviana asked the girl.

She must have been able to attend that prestigious private school with the help of scholarships. And now she is getting bullied for daring to be smart enough to be able to enroll in the same school as those rich pricks.

Viviana looked at Nadia. She had now gathered herself and had the courage to smirk openly. Viviana had a slight doubt. Peter wanted for Leander to marry Nadia. But he didn’t. Peter does have another son.

Could it be...

Viviana cleared her throat. It’s none of her business.

"This hairstyle suits you, Minerva," Nadia smirked. "With long hair, your pretty face that resembled Monica Bellucci was obscured. Now... perfect!" she puckered her lips and sent an air kiss.

Viviana smiled. Monica Bellucci is a divine beauty and it’s mockery to compare her to that goddess. But she knew Nadia is susing that as an insult to her age.

But of course, she is not that old.