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?”

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

couldn’t help but give the man in front of me a few glances. If he was the big cheese, could it mean he was

“Xaviera.

my head up slightly, only to realize he had somehow snuck up close, whispering in a playful tone.

over six feet, and as he leaned in,

to the side a bit and said. “Just thought

a smile, laughing as he said, “Timothy, your friend

of asking this man any questions.

“This

pouted, “Choosing chicks over

just about to set things straight when I felt a piercing gaze from not too far away. When

moment, Cecilia was standing by his side, the young lady dressed in a cute Audrey Hepburn–style

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environment. After exchanging a few words with a guest next to her,