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?”

who had spoken earlier extended his hand to me, “Timothy’s

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

“Xaviera.

of my thoughts. I tilted my head up slightly, only to realize he had somehow snuck up close, whispering in a playful

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

shifted to the side a bit and said. “Just thought he looked a

cracked a smile, laughing as he said,

immediately ditched the idea of asking this man

to pick up on my vibe, chuckling. “This guy’s always a clown; don’t stoop

chicks over pals,

not too

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

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get comfortable in this social environment. After exchanging a few words with