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To be honest, I was still a little confused, but If she had taken the initiative to express her goodwill to me, I had no reason to doubt her.

I nodded, and put the phone away.

I felt a warm gaze on me, so I looked up subconsciously. I met the man's dark and bright eyes.

Hendrix!

Was this a coincidence?

Probably not. We were all in the same vicinity, it was more than likely we'd meet eventually.

Apparently, Hendrix was here for business. He was followed by several middle-aged men, who were talking to him.

As he suddenly stopped, they all turned to look at him.

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gaze from Hendrix's. I simply looked away and

already. "Since you two know each other, go and say hello. It doesn't matter whether you two are that familiar with each other or not!" Dahlia pulled at me, almost tugging

it. I wanted to push her away, but she was stronger than I was. I noticed that she was about to

to push her away. She couldn't keep her balance, falling to the ground. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. She looked at me

immediately apologetic. "Sorry, I

explanation, Hendrix and his group had already begun to walk

we were blocking his path, Hendrix glanced towards Evan,

you okay?"

anger shifted. She hurriedly replied Evan in a

Hendrix appreciatively, "Thank you. I was just talking to

help but frown. When did I ever say

me. His dark eyes were slightly shining, and his voice was

eyes of the people around him looking

was following Hendrix, seemingly trying to appeal to Hendrix. He smiled awkwardly and responded, "Mr. Roberts, you've met

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