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?"

just a messenger. I wouldn’t know. That’s

anything had happened to make Kyran leave her alone. In fact, she didn't even know where the entrance was. She had never been

thought I told you to wait for me where you stood. Where are you

something? So I

"I said that?”

her lips immediately. "D-Did I just

her cheeks, his brows

woman approached me and asked if you were Kyran. Then, she told me you're caught up in something and informed her to tell

added, "Who is she? Do you

comfort her. "It's nothing. We should head back first. That middle-aged woman was just someone I instructed to check

her relief. Smiling, she remarked, "God, so she really was just doing

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