She had always been a person with limited patience, and if it weren't for Jhovany Sullivan and Freddy Cagwin being there, she might have already walked past the nuisance and left.
Zayn Fisher watched the girl before him, her skin so fair it dazzled the eyes, dressed in simple and elegant black and white. Her eyes were as black as ink, lashes lowered, making it obvious to anyone that she was not in the mood to chat, yet there seemed to be a mysterious hook within her, drawing people to look at her.
Even though her attitude towards him was not good, Zayn Fisher couldn't shift his gaze away from her but was even more captivated, "I have something for you."
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By the roadside, the black Phaeton quietly rested under the shade of the trees.