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Chapter 1422
Over at Rosalynn’s.
Jaime was ballsy enough to not wait for the cover of night. He cooked up some lame excuse and made his way over
to Rosalynn’s place.
He was sat at the dining table, wolfing down the delicious dishes.
“I’m gonna piece together this crab shell and snap a pic to Ivy!” He said proudly, while munching and admiring the
perfect crab shell he had peeled.
Rosalynn just shook her head and had someone serve him another one
“If you love it, then eat as much as you want. There’s a shortage of everything on the sea, except for these crabs.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJaime nodded, taking another glance at Evan, who was gracefully eating his crab pasta.
With his slick, shiny hair and refined face, Evan didn’t look like a reliable guy at all!
Evan caught Jaime’s gaze and gave him a friendly smile.
Jaime just grunted and continued chowing down.
After dinner, Jaime sneaked back to his crew, also packing a bunch of crab meat for Mike.
“Jaime, you’re a real mater Mike exclaimed.
Just then, they saw Rosalynn walking over with Evan.
To everyone’s surprise, one of the volunteers actually recognized Evan
“Evan?” The guy ran up to Evan, “Oh my God, it really is you. I’m a huge fan of your designs, could I get an
autograph?!”
This was a first for Evan
He’s usually low-key and rarely even attends brand launch events.
After signing, Evan kept his head down, urging Rosalynn to get going
Rosalynn just laughed it off.
“Who would’ve thought, Mr. Lockner has social anxiety? Rosalynn teased
Once they were out of the crowd, Evan let out a sigh of relief: “Go ahead and laugh at me.”
“Wayne always has good taste.” Rosalynn said calmly
Evan paused, his smile fading somewhat
“I thought you would never mention him in front of me.”
“He’s my husband. Why wouldn’t I mention him? Rosalynn asked defiantly
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe last trace of a smile disappeared from Evan’s face
He didn’t know how to respond, so he just kicked the sand and kept walking
After a while they arrived at the Zenobia family’s inn
The inn’s doors were tightly shut
Do you think they tear down these unique buildings? Even asked
Rosalynn shook her head sul not
her head ‘sal not sure, the design plan is a rough sketch”
She took a look as wel
“This place does have a unique char, dacuss it with the designers
As they were talking they continued waking The setting sun sched their shades
Upstairs at the inn. Alan was standing by the window, not knowing whom he had left his binoculars
He didit ask, nor planned to look for them
He just watched the two figures, walking further into the distance under the glow of the setting sun.
He could still hear the voices he had heard while unconscious.
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