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

heard his friend’s words and immediately let go of the model and

in their direction. He could only see the

approached

called out unhappily, “Mr. Nash!”

him, but the other man blocked her path, “Oh dear. Little

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

to

by his sudden appearance, “You…”

met

looked inquiringly

her head, “No, sir. We have never met.”

He didn’t look like a very prominent figure, but you could tell at a glance that he was a

rich

speaking, “Sir, I’m busy, so I’ll leave

party. Some kissed boldly in public, and others still were getting it on right in front of everyone.

was not a good place. She had to get out.

after she finished

when she stepped out into the sunlight, he reached an

around him look. over, but Spencer ignored them and immediately pulled

the studio

with a glass

black

man’s mouth slanted upward. His legs were crossed,

good friend, I’m worried about

and the

designer, the darling

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