Chapter 9: Have We Met Somewhere Before?

After the pastries arrived, she went to look for the man who had asked her to buy them. “Sir, the pastries are here.”

The man holding a glass of wine in his hand looked at her carefully. Her long hair was pulled back into a bun, but because she had been busy, it hung loosely behind her head. A lot of strands had broken free and the bun looked

messy.

She wasn’t wearing makeup, had a small face, and her skin had tanned in the sun, but her eyes were big and bright.

She wore a loose round-neck T-shirt, denim pants, and canvas shoes. There was really nothing fancy about her.

Truthfully, she wasn’t his type, but that meant she was refreshing.

And how was she refreshing?

Naturally, it was because she was a poor woman.

“OK, I’m satisfied. Wait here.”

Then he went to call Spencer.

If his friend liked a woman, he would send her to them.

Alva didn’t know why the man was asking her to wait, but she wondered if he wanted to tip her for doing such a good job. With that thought in mind, she stood there and waited.

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The man walked up to Spencer and pointed at Alva, who seemed out of place at this party. “Hey, there’s that lady you like.”

up on thinking. He was now holding a

immediately let go

their direction. He could only see the side of Alva’s face.

approached

model called out unhappily, “Mr.

path, “Oh dear. Little temptress, your Mr. Nash is now into older

model suddenly leaned over and pouted, “I,

Spencer drew closer to

his sudden appearance, “You…”

met

He looked inquiringly at

immediately shook her head, “No, sir. We

very prominent figure, but you could tell at a glance that he

know any rich people

speaking, “Sir,

party. Some kissed boldly in public, and others still were getting

was not a good place. She

after she finished

when she stepped out into the sunlight, he reached an epiphany. He clapped his hands and

outburst made the people around him look. over, but Spencer ignored them

the studio dressing room.

sat in a chair with a glass of lemonade.

a black shirt opened to the fourth

mouth slanted upward. His legs were crossed, and he had a sinister aura.

a good friend, I’m worried about you right

was wearing delicate makeup and the

model and a designer, the darling of

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