Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 117

The next second, he cranked up the volume right in front of me.

“I wouldn’t dare. Hand the phone to the security guard: I’ll talk to him.”

It was like I got the green light. I followed Timothy, slipping into the art exhibition without a hitch.

But then, things took a turn I didn’t see coming.

No sooner had we entered the place, a pair of folks, a guy and a gal, both Timothy look–alikes, made a beeline for us, giving me the once–over.

“Wow. Timothy, I thought I was seeing things.” Said a well–dressed man, eyeing me up and down, “Got quite the taste.”

I coughed lightly, suddenly at a loss for words.

“Cut it out.” Timothy scoffed coldly. “This is Xaviera March. Show some respect, will ya?”

had spoken earlier extended his hand to me, “Timothy’s childhood buddy, responsible for

give the man in front of me a few glances. If he was the big cheese, could it mean he was clued in

“Xaviera.

me out of my thoughts. I tilted my head up slightly, only to realize he had somehow

six feet, and as he leaned in, it was almost too much

and said. “Just

as the words left my mouth, Sean cracked a smile, laughing as he

asking this man any questions. Way

pick up on my vibe, chuckling. “This guy’s always a clown;

pouted, “Choosing chicks over pals, huh?”

about to set things straight when I felt a piercing gaze from not

eyes met, the corners of his mouth dipped slightly, revealing a smug smirk. At that moment, Cecilia was standing by his side, the young lady dressed

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didn’t seem to help Cecilia get comfortable in this social environment. After exchanging a few words with a guest next to her, she turned her