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.”

thinking. He was now holding a thin model and locking

words and immediately let

looking in their direction. He could

immediately approached

young model called out

“Oh dear. Little temptress, your Mr. Nash is now into older women. Why don’t you

model suddenly leaned over and pouted, “I, Betty,

to Alva to get a

startled by his sudden

met

interrupted her. He looked inquiringly

head, “No, sir.

tall and thin. He didn’t look like a very prominent figure, but

didn’t know any rich people aside from Uriah.

looked down after she finished speaking, “Sir, I’m

party. Some kissed boldly in public, and

a good place. She had

turned to leave after she finished speaking.

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

outburst made the people around him look. over, but Spencer ignored them and immediately pulled out his

in the studio

chair with a glass of lemonade.

the dressing table. He wore a black

of the man’s mouth slanted upward. His legs were crossed, and he had a sinister

I’m worried

wearing delicate makeup and the

designer,

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