Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 123 Another Coincidence

I felt it was a familiar voice. As I turned my head, I saw Royce, who had just gotten out of his car. He was just a few steps behind us.

“Ms. Zanetti, what a coincidence again. Are you here for the banquet too?”

I had no idea what he was talking about, and I could barely care. Nevertheless, it was such a coincidence to run into him again.

When we were departing in the morning, Shannon asked me to invite Royce, but I rejected. Who would have thought he would be here?

As I was still hesitating how to reply to him, Shannon had opened her mouth.

“We’re invited by our friends, the one who asked us out last time. Mr. Horton, if you are not busy tonight, you can come over and have fun with us.”

I immediately cut Shannon a glare. How could you invite others if you have not figured out the situation?

With that, Royce flashed back a courteous smile. “Sure, I’ll stop by if I have time.”

Upon hearing that, Shannon’s grin grew wider. She pointed at me and told Royce to find me if he arrived later.

I was rendered speechless by her gesture, as I knew what she was planning. It looked like she had forgotten what I told her in the morning.

At that moment, my mind was trying hard to find an excuse to leave with her. But before I could open my mouth, Royce answered a call and left abruptly after that.

As soon as Royce left the scene, I started observing Shannon’s expression closely. I suspected if she was the one who invited Royce over secretly.

Noticing my suspicious expression, she immediately shook her head innocently.

at me like that. I didn’t

face sternly.

her right hand

scoffed indifferently and gave her a warning. It’s impossible between Royce

Shannon did not seem to take my words seriously. “How will you know if you don’t try? We did not invite him, yet you guys bump into each other.

I could not help but stop

kept mentioning

Liliana. Even though we are good friends, after I gave it a good thought, I figure it’s such a waste to give Nicholas to you. After all, one

her back vigorously and yelled, “What’re you saying now? Who’s the flower, and

me. It’s painful!” Shannon let out a

her an angry look. “You’re the one who insults me first.

my statement, yet she spoke confidently, “It’s not that I neglect our friendship, but

almost vomit, disgusted by

feel sleepy.

by her speaking tone on the phone, it seemed like she was

hanging up the phone, Shannon signaled me to go back to the

feet away from the entrance,

her if he was the one. She nodded with a shy

time, that man saw us too and he started walking

merit to my heart, as he did not look

date. His name was Quinn, but I could not remember what

was an apology, as he did not fetch

Shannon was not the type of woman that would mind such details. With that,

turned out he