Sweet Revenge

Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Simon, I miss you a little bit After ringing the doorbell for half a day, no onecame, but instead the waiter came, "Miss, what do you need?" "I'm looking for Mr.

Louis, he had no voice, I'm afraid that something has happened to him.” She said with some anxiety.

“Oh, you said Mr.

Louis ah! He went out half an hour ago." The waiter replied with a smile.

"Out? No, that's impossible!" She didn't believe it, "We agreed to go together, he hasn’t called ine yet, howwas it possible ..." Something suddenly came to her mind and her heart began to panic.

Louis, was it because of her rejection earlier? No, it can’t be! Didn’t he say that he wouldn’t force it, that everyone wouldbe happy and that he wouldn't force it if she didn't want it? It would not be because of her refusal that he would not even take her to the tasting, right? of course, she also had an invitation.

But how can that be compared to his appearance together.

When she thought of this, she hurriedly found her cell phone and called Louis, but the ringing was long, but noone answered and facing the cold door, she finally realized that she had been stood up.

Louis was telling her in this way that if she retused, she would get nothing more from him.

Gritting her teeth, she saw that time was running out, so she had to get herself in a car and rush to the venuefirst.

"You're just going like this?" Looking at the plain Silvia, Stella’s eyes had a clear dissatisfaction written in them.

"Is it bad?" The dress was simple, but it was simple and generous.

"No, it's not good at all!" shaking her head, Stella said disapprovingly, “We go this time, how is also on behalfof the company, you all this is still good-looking, it is also because you bottom here, but also too fall the company's part." "Then what? I go to change a set?" She originally brought over the clothes was not much, thinking that the weather was not very cold, plus attending the event was only one day, the rest of the time were mainly picking the wind, or light class casual clothes mostly.

"I've probably seen your clothes and they don't work! How about this, you wear mine.” Stella said, turning her head to get her own clothes.

"Yours? " Why not?! I've seen it, your body shape is not too different from mine, my clothes are not brand new, but I haven’t worn them twice, so it’snot too much of a burden for you, right?" While she was talking, she found a long black bustier dress from the suitcase: The skirt was a little long, but the good thing was that she was not short, can completely hold up, plus the skin was white, black dress against the white skin, forming a strong visual impact of rl, beautiful dazzling.

Is this …

appropriate?" Since being with Ladarius, she hadn't attended such events for a long tüne, much less worn such similar clothes. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

She had resigned herself to the peace and quiet of the ordinary during that time, wanting a kind of happiness that was most plain and simple,but even justiluar was difficult "What's inappropriate." Turning her around, Stella was incomparably satisfied, "I see you wearing it, it fits better than me, so why not just give it to you." "It won't work." "Hey, don't squirm, you don't look like you did when you first arrived." Pretending to look at her in anger, Stella said, "Just don't mind my clothes! Put it on, it's about time, we should go too." Silvia smiled, if she didn't have to rush, she really wanted to ask whal she looked like when she first arrived.

It was still the same Rolls Royce and Stella was stunned not Wirely generous this time! She was really surprised to see this car at the airport,the comp inps, but when had she ever She thought she had been in Carmelotot quite while and had bern on many bune had such a car, usually Motion VI AN MW the vandard person tely to My Wyndt til o phone Later back to the hotel, she also del and that there was no mistake, W.

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I don't know how many times I thought of hun, this kind of thoughts silent, but like a huge invisible net, dense willweave her Simon, 1, a little bit miss you it! "Silvia, this tasting, I heard that there will be several well-known senior pertumers, we actually go this time is mainly to observe, the heart pressure not too big, less talk more look is." Stella alter all was experienced, in to her introduction and remind.

“Well, I understand.” Nodding her head, she responded.

Seeing that she had listened, Stella nodded her head and continued, “Wait, I will introduce you to some peers in the industry, butyou should not take it too seriously, the rule of peer avoidance is common everywhere, just keep your eyes open." She said, Silvia nodded, when finished, Silvia suddenly asked, "Stella, then we are also peers, there is no taboo?" "..." Stella gave her a blank look Seeing the smile on her face, she knew she was joking.

Stella gave a light hum, "You? At least you have to be qualified enough to make me jealous,do you think anyone can be jealous of anyone?" "That's a good point!" Silvia laughed.

"Oh, you're not a real person!" Gently shoving her, Stella also laughed along with her.

It's hard to imagine that half a month ago, the two were at war and almost at war, butnow, they've become like best friends.

Sometimes it's hard to tell how women feel about each other.

The venue was arranged in the most grand Fullerton Hotel in San Francisco.

Although it was only a small-scale event in the industry, it attracted many reporters who came and set up their cameras early, waiting to capture important images.

Every car that drove by stopped in front of the hotel and walked down the red carpet after getting out ofthe car.

The lights are shining, there are always people who want to be the focus of the feast and at the moment, Vivienne issitting in the car, looking across the road, hesitant to let the driver drive over.