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?”

Abbott.” The dude who had spoken earlier extended his hand to me, “Timothy’s childhood buddy,

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 clued in on who FreeMan

“Xaviera.

thoughts. I tilted my head up slightly, only to realize he had somehow snuck up close, whispering in a playful tone. “Is he that good–looking?”

pretty tall, easily over six feet, and as he leaned in, it was almost too much to

said. “Just thought he looked

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

immediately ditched the idea of asking this man any questions. Way too

“This guy’s always a clown; don’t stoop to

pouted, “Choosing chicks over pals, huh?”

things straight when I felt a piercing gaze from not

smirk. At that moment, Cecilia was standing by his side, the young lady dressed in a cute

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in this social environment. After exchanging a few words with a guest next to her, she turned