Chapter 9: Have We Met Somewhere Before?

After the pastries arrived, she went to look for the man who had asked her to buy them. “Sir, the pastries are here.”

The man holding a glass of wine in his hand looked at her carefully. Her long hair was pulled back into a bun, but because she had been busy, it hung loosely behind her head. A lot of strands had broken free and the bun looked

messy.

She wasn’t wearing makeup, had a small face, and her skin had tanned in the sun, but her eyes were big and bright.

She wore a loose round-neck T-shirt, denim pants, and canvas shoes. There was really nothing fancy about her.

Truthfully, she wasn’t his type, but that meant she was refreshing.

And how was she refreshing?

Naturally, it was because she was a poor woman.

“OK, I’m satisfied. Wait here.”

Then he went to call Spencer.

If his friend liked a woman, he would send her to them.

Alva didn’t know why the man was asking her to wait, but she wondered if he wanted to tip her for doing such a good job. With that thought in mind, she stood there and waited.

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The man walked up to Spencer and pointed at Alva, who seemed out of place at this party. “Hey, there’s that lady you like.”

holding a thin model and

his friend’s words and immediately let go of

He could only see the side of Alva’s

approached her.

out unhappily, “Mr.

him, but the other man blocked her path, “Oh dear. Little temptress, your Mr. Nash is now into

and pouted, “I, Betty, will take you

closer to

by his sudden appearance,

we met somewhere

He looked inquiringly

her head, “No, sir. We have never

thin. He didn’t look like a very prominent figure, but you could tell at a glance

didn’t know any rich people aside

“Sir, I’m busy, so I’ll

every corner at this party. Some kissed boldly in public, and others still were getting it on right in front of everyone.

good place. She had to get out.

turned to leave after she

leave, but when she stepped out into the sunlight, he reached an epiphany. He clapped his hands and exclaimed, “I remember now!”

Spencer ignored them and immediately pulled out his

in the studio

in a chair with a

next to the dressing table. He wore a black shirt opened to the

of the man’s mouth slanted upward. His legs were crossed, and he had a sinister

as a good friend, I’m worried about

was wearing delicate makeup and the latest

and a designer, the darling of the fashion

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