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Taipei The streets of the city are always filled with vitality and a colorful pace of life.
On this weekend afternoon, Michelle and David strolled together in the bustling shopping district, enjoying the pleasure of shopping.
People come and go on the street, the shop windows are shining with attractive goods, and the corner café is filled with the rich aroma of coffee.
Michelle tries to focus her attention on the things in front of her, but her mood still cannot completely relax. Since the deep conversation with Evan, her heart has been filled with complex emotions.
At the entrance of a fashionable clothing store, Michelle suddenly stopped in her tracks. Across the street in a small café, she unexpectedly saw Victoria sitting with a strange man, and their interaction looked very intimate.
Michelle's heart skipped a beat, feeling a wave of shock and unease. She knew Victoria was Evan's colleague and was aware of Evan's brief relationship with her. But at this moment, seeing her so intimate with another man stirred up indescribable emotions within her.
David noticed the change in Michelle's expression and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Michelle? You seem to have something on your mind."
Michelle hesitated for a moment, then decided to share her discovery with David. "That woman, she's Victoria, Evan's new flame he met at the bar. She claims to be carrying Evan's child and they're planning to get married soon. But now she's with another man, looking very close. It's a bit strange," Michelle's voice carried a hint of doubt and unease.
David carefully looked in the direction of the café, then turned to Michelle and said gently, "This kind of thing is sometimes difficult to judge, Michelle. Maybe you should observe first, and then make a judgment after you're sure."
Michelle nodded, her inner struggle becoming more apparent.
She is clear in her heart that she needs to face Evan in person to unravel the doubts in her heart, but at the same time, she is afraid that doing so will bring more hurt and pain.
In the afternoon in Taipei, the sunlight penetrates the thin clouds and sprinkles onto the streets, bringing a slight warmth. In a uniquely styled small café, Michelle and David sit by the window, seemingly isolated from the outside world.
The latte on the table emits an enticing aroma, steaming slightly, creating a sharp contrast with the desolation outside the window. Michelle's brow is slightly furrowed, her gaze determined yet tinged with some weariness.
"David, you know about my recent troubles," Michelle said in a low voice, tapping her fingertips unconsciously on the edge of the cup.
David gently touched her hand, his eyes full of support. "Is it about Victoria? Have you decided what to do?"
Michelle took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "I have to find out for myself. I can't let Evan be kept in the dark."
David gently took her hand and encouraged, "I will help you. We'll face it together."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of Michelle's mouth, and the pressure in her heart seemed to lighten a bit.
In the next few days, Michelle began secretly observing Victoria's every move.
One evening at the "Blue Moonlight" restaurant, the scene was as charming and tempting as the dazzling night in the city.
The restaurant is luxuriously decorated, with candlelight flickering on each table, adding a romantic touch to the space.
Victoria sits across from a middle-aged businessman, and the atmosphere between them looks both intimate and relaxed. The hem of Victoria's skirt lightly brushes against the silk tablecloth, and her every move exudes femininity and nobility.
The merchant's name is Richard. He lightly twirls his wine glass with a look of strong interest in Victoria. His gaze occasionally lingers on Victoria's face before returning to normal.
"You look absolutely stunning tonight, Victoria," Richard's voice is deep and charming.
Victoria smiled slightly, her cheeks blushing faintly. "Your praise makes me very happy, Richard."
After dinner, Richard suggested dancing together. As the music began to play, they walked towards the dance floor. Victoria delicately placed her hand on Richard's shoulder and slowly spun to the rhythm of the music.
On the dance floor, the two of them moved with grace and coordination, like perfect partners. Their bodies would come close and then separate, every movement appearing so natural and harmonious.
"You're an amazing dancer, Victoria," Richard whispered in her ear.
Victoria's smile became even brighter, and she responded, "Dancing with an excellent partner is always delightful."
As the music ended, the two of them slowly stopped and their eyes met, silently conveying some kind of message to each other.
In a concealed corner, Michelle observed everything intently without turning her eyes away.
Her eyes shimmered with complex emotions, knowing that this was just a fragment of Victoria's colorful life.
One day while following, at midnight, the music in the nightclub was deafening, and the neon lights were flashing.
Victoria is wearing a shiny evening gown, dancing wildly with a young heir in the center of the dance floor.
Amidst the pounding music in the nightclub, every turn and sway of Victoria and the young heir seems to exude an irresistible charm. Their dance is full of vitality and temptation, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowd.
Young second-generation rich, named Leo, short hair, wearing a fitted black T-shirt paired with stylish jeans, exuding youth and vitality. His dance moves are fast and precise, filled with confidence and energy.
"This song is amazing!" Leo exclaimed loudly as he spun Victoria around, following the strong rhythm.
Victoria was infected by his passion, letting go of all her worries and dancing freely with the music. Her hair swayed in the air with her movements, and a carefree smile appeared on her face.
At the edge of the dance floor, a slender woman held a cocktail, gazing with a hint of envy at Victoria and Leo in the center of the dance floor. She was Michelle, secretly observing it all.
As the night deepened, the atmosphere in the nightclub became more intense. Victoria and Leo's dance became more and more passionate, their bodies getting closer and closer. After a spin, Leo held Victoria tightly in his arms, and their eyes sparked with each other.
"You are the most charming woman here, no one can compare to you," Leo whispered to Victoria amidst the booming music. His words carried a hint of teasing and sincerity.
Victoria smiled slightly, her eyes flashing with a strange light, seemingly satisfied and teasing in response to Leo's words.
She gently pushed Leo away and immersed herself back into the revelry of the dance floor.
As time passed, the lights in the nightclub gradually softened, and the crowd began to thin out. Seizing the opportunity, Leo took Victoria to a relatively quiet corner and they sat down. They ordered two cocktails, and the ice cubes in the glasses sparkled in the light.
"Tonight was really great dancing with you," Leo said, gazing at Victoria with deep affection.
Victoria took a sip of her cocktail and smiled mysteriously, "I'm enjoying it too. Your dance moves are very charming, Leo."
Her tone carried a kind of seduction that made Leo's heart race. He reached out and gently touched the back of Victoria's hand, his eyes revealing desire.
At this moment, Michelle, hidden in the crowd, had eyes as sharp as a hawk, closely observing their every move.
She saw Leo's behavior towards Victoria, and couldn't help but feel puzzled: is all of this pure indulgence, or is there some unknown secret hidden behind it?
Michelle's eyes occasionally swept across the dance floor from the shadows, sharp and full of suspicion. Every small movement, every exchange of glances, could be a clue in her search for the truth.
In this tense and secretive atmosphere, the conversation between Leo and Victoria continued. Leo's voice was low and full of temptation: "You know, Victoria, being with you, I feel like the luckiest person in the world."
Victoria turned her head, her long eyelashes trembling in the light. Her voice was soft, with a hint of imperceptible indifference: "Is that so? Then you're really lucky tonight." Her words seemed to carry a double meaning.
Leo seemed oblivious to the coldness in Victoria's words, instead drawn to her beauty and demeanor. He leaned in slightly, attempting to seek more intimate contact.
However, Victoria cleverly avoided it, she stood up and said, "I think it's time to go, I had a really enjoyable evening." With that, she turned and left the dance floor, leaving Leo puzzled and disappointed.
Michelle followed closely, silently trailing Victoria.
Her heart is full of doubts. What is hidden behind this series of actions? What kind of person is Victoria, after all?
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