Chapter 9 Be Mindful Of Your Identity!

Hayley’s POV

However, I matched the photo Henry had shown them earlier…

#Finished

After being rescued, the makeup on my face was smeared, so I wiped it off with a towel because it felt

gross

Though the wig stayed in place, my bare face…

I was fuming. How could I have overlooked this?

“I… My mind raced.

Irving continued to gaze intently at my face.

His stare made me slightly nervous, but I maintained my composure. “Mr. Irving, may we talk for a moment?”

“Of course.”

Please, come in.” I said, opening the door wider and letting out a relieved breath.

we begin, may I ask you something?” Irving set down the clothes he brought

was always refreshing to speak with someone

myself?” I guessed, seeing him nod. I shrugged and explained, “I despise arranged marriages.”

and I share similar

“Really?” I

marriage would benefit the Southwells and the Midnight

an arrangement? I

concern me.

I proposed, “Could you keep this between us? I assure you, you won’t be aiding me without gain. In return, I’ll assist you

could a low–ranking Omega possibly do for me? No one can handle the tasks I need to handle,” Irving said with a hint of self–mockery, yet he still

“Thanks.”

cause irreversible damage. Change into these clothes

thanked Irving again and took the clothes back into

my taste; its subdued style clashed with my bold personality. Nevertheless, it was

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Mindful Of Your Identity!

formal dress, checked myself out in the mirror, and had to admit, my natural

door, I found only Irving waiting outside, and I breathed

dressing room for a bit, please wilt

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dress, pausing before replying with a slight tremor in his voice, “Okay.”

match my earlier disheveled look. Then, I walked downstairs with Irving after feeling

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