Outside the door, the last three wet nurse finalists were waiting.
One of them, of course, was Evelyn Crawford.
Evelyn Crawford was busy looking at herself in a handheld mirror over and over again.
In the mirror, with her human skin mask, she was the spitting image of the Idris Hatten on her ID card.
She looked at her reflection from side to side, so true to life that even she couldn't recognize herself, so Jasper Bollock shouldn't be able to notice, right?
Unless he had eyes like a flaming torch!
The two wet nurses beside her, one a bit older and the other younger, seemed clean and fresh.
However, appearances can be deceiving!
At that moment, the two women were sizing up Evelyn Crawford with disdainful looks and making mean-spirited comments.
"Look at her, always gazing into the mirror. We're here for a wet nurse audition, not a beauty contest."
"Exactly, I bet she has a malicious heart and wants to use this chance to climb into Colonel Bollock's bed."
