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.”

had given up on thinking. He was now holding

immediately let go of the

Alva wasn’t looking in their direction. He could

immediately approached her.

called out unhappily, “Mr. Nash!”

her path, “Oh dear. Little temptress, your Mr.

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

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

was startled by his sudden

met somewhere before?”

He looked inquiringly at Alva.

head, “No,

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

any rich

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

in public, and others still were getting it on right in front of

good place. She had to get

leave after she

he

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

the studio dressing

chair with a

the dressing table. He wore a black shirt opened to the fourth button. He appeared casual and unrestrained.

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

friend, I’m worried

makeup and the latest luxury goods from Odell.

a designer, the

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