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?”

dude who had spoken earlier extended his hand to me, “Timothy’s childhood buddy, responsible for this Art Gallery, nice to meet

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

“Xaviera.

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

easily over six feet, and as he

a bit and said. “Just thought he looked a bit

mouth, Sean cracked a smile, laughing as

immediately ditched the idea of asking this man any questions.

vibe, chuckling. “This guy’s always a clown;

“Choosing chicks over pals, huh?”

not too far away. When I looked up, I locked eyes

At that moment, Cecilia was standing by his side, the young lady dressed in a cute Audrey Hepburn–style dress, sporting an adorable topknot – both chic

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exchanging a few words with a guest next to her, she turned her