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 thin model

his friend’s words and immediately let

in their direction. He could only

approached

called out

dear. Little temptress, your Mr. Nash is now into

over and pouted, “I, Betty, will take you

two flirted as Spencer drew closer to Alva to get a closer

startled by his sudden

we met

her. He looked inquiringly

immediately shook her head, “No, sir. We have

like a very prominent figure, but you could

didn’t know any rich people aside

“Sir, I’m busy, so I’ll

in public, and others still were getting it on

place. She had to

after she finished

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

the people around him look. over, but Spencer ignored them and immediately pulled out his cell phone and ran outside.

in the studio dressing room.

sat in a chair with a glass of lemonade.

dressing table. He wore a black shirt

legs were crossed, and he had a sinister

I’m worried about you right

was wearing delicate makeup and the

a designer, the darling

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