Chapter 101

After a while of listening, Xanthea knocked on the office door during a brief pause.

“Hello, is Mr. Lopez here?”

Benjamin Jones was deeply immersed in practicing his Russian when a knock at the door interrupted him, his eyebrows lifted in slight Imitation. However, his expression softened as he caught sight of the young woman at the door.

The girl stood in the entrance of the hallway, her soft, honey–blonde curls gently lifted by the breeze, draping a few strands over her excessively long and curled eyelashes.

She brushed them aside with her hand, her skin as delicate and pale as the finest ivory, her brows finely arched and her eyes, bright and star-like, shimmered like a radiant galaxy, so captivating it was hard to look away.

Was this Xanthea?

She was even more stunning in person than on TV.

He stared a bit too long before hurriedly setting down his script and standing up to greet her with a smile, “Hello, Ms. Nightshade, nice to meet you.”

He knew her?

hint of surprise, “Hello, and you

“You don’t know me?”

found it

s the fi

said they didn’t recognize

his debut at the age of ten, it

novel and amusing.

should she know

His face did seem familiar, but she couldn’t quite

friend of my

“Didn’t Mr. Lopez tell you why

mentioned he had

pulling out a chair for her. Xanthea thanked him and sat down, noticing the notebook in

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