As she stared at the street lamps, Nigel was also staring at her profile. She was more beautiful than he thought.

Queenie noticed the look he was giving her. Most women would have looked away in embarrassment, but she wasn’t like any other woman. She turned her head and stared back at him boldly. She then rested her chin on her hand, not even once averting her gaze from his.

No hints of fear showed in her eyes as she continued to stare at him. She blinked and pursed her lips, but never once had she shifted her gaze away from him as if the first one doing so would be the loser. or something.

In the end, Nigel blushed a little and coughed before looking away. “You think I’m pretty, don’t you?” Queenie asked confidently.

He looked at her again. She was confident and straightforward. Perhaps, it was because she grew up in a family lacking nothing, so she was not an overly ambitious or scheming woman. Nigel then commented, “Just average.”

but she wouldn’t beat herself up over it. She

wanted to tell her. she wasn’t ugly. If she debuted in the entertainment industry, she would

then food was served, and Queenie’s

a tearful Bonnie. “You have to help me, Queenie.” Queenie stared at

Bonnie and quickly explained, “You took it the wrong way. Bonnie. I never flirted with

fiercely. “Don’t touch

and Queenie was surprised Bonnie found

me, please. You’re the only one I love. I promise I won’t say anything stupid anymore,’ he quickly promised. There was panic in

about your promise. Don’t touch me.” “Bonnie…” Leslie couldn’t do anything: about the situation. Bonnie was

Queenie. “Tell him off for me, Queenie. I don’t want to see him anymore. I wanna break

handle this,” Queenie told her. Bonnie started tearing up again. “I’m sorry, Queenie. Can

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