Chapter 908

Matthew rang one doorbell after another.

After a while, he started getting irritated. Pierre was one of the landlords of the building, so they should have recognized him. Why did it feel like no one had ever heard of him?

Matthew felt that something was off. He started to wonder if Ansel had provided him with the wrong information.

With a click, the lock made a sound, and the door swung open.

A woman in a burgundy nightgown was rubbing something with both hands. It was probably a skin care product as she gently patted her neck.

Her name was Alyssa Davenport. Her delicate makeup made her super gorgeous. She had adorable eyes and rosy lips.

Upon seeing Matthew, Alyssa was stunned for a moment before saying, "Hey! You made it. Hurry up and come on in."

As she spoke, she extended her delicate hand and pulled Matthew inside.

Matthew was utterly confused, thinking there was some kind of misunderstanding. Smiling, he explained, "My last name is Grant. I'm trying to find a friend with the last name, Davenport."

Alyssa chuckled. "My last name is Davenport. It's me you're looking for. Come in, and have a seat on the couch. I'll get you some water."

though Matthew felt something didn't quite add up, he had at least met someone with the last name of Davenport. Maybe Alyssa was related

Matthew settled down and came

place was super fancy, and the coffee table alone was something

right side, there was a carving of a mountain with a pond and two fish swimming in

the air. She set the water down in front of him and sat closely

He frowned, feeling uncomfortable

was way too

s rubbing against

the

skin.

to the side, trying to keep some

move away, Alyssa smiled and asked, "How

was planning to about Alyssa, but she beat him

nonchalant reply

don't seem experienced. Is this your first time in this line

Is there some

smooth, delicate hand. Her bright red nails stood

her

hand on Matthew's thigh.

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