Who was their mystery photographer?

Kyran had no idea. He knew that if the pictures were to be leaked to the public, it would spell trouble.

Deirdre stood still and waited for Kyran's return patiently. It was a great moment to immerse herself in-she liked being a part of the bustling scene. It made her feel alive.

She heard footsteps drawing near and thought it was Kyran. Unexpectedly, it was a middle-aged woman. "Fine day, young lady. The man who was with you... Is his name 'Kyran Reed’?"

She was gregarious enough, but her choice of words triggered Deirdre's defense. She frowned warily and asked, "Can I help you?"

"Oh, no! It's nothing big! I don't mean to scare you," explained the middle- aged woman. "Kyran Reed simply wanted me to inform you that he's caught up with something and can’t really come to you, so you should wait for him at the entrance."

"Caught up with... what?"

middle-aged woman chuckled dryly. "Beats me. I'm just a messenger. I wouldn’t know.

Deirdre hesitated, the middle-aged woman left. Still suspicious, she carefully pushed the cart forward and wondered if anything had happened to make Kyran leave her alone. In fact, she didn't even know

her side, "Dee? I thought I told you to

you say you're caught up in something? So I have to wait for you

"I said that?”

her lips immediately. "D-Did I just get

her cheeks, his brows locked into

who sounded like a middle-aged woman approached me and asked if you were Kyran.

darkened as Deirdre added, "Who is she? Do you

head back first. That middle-aged woman was just someone I instructed to

away to reveal her relief. Smiling, she remarked, "God, so she really was just doing what you told her to! You should be a bit clearer next time. That gave me a

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