They met at an elegant coffee shop.
Antwan had arrived a long time ago. He was dressed very casually. He wore a beige sweater and a pair of apricot trousers, looking lazy and casual. His dressing was completely different from his evil appearance.
When he saw Shirley enter, he smiled, "I ordered a cup of Mocha Frappuccino for you. If I remember that this is your favorite."
Shirley was a little surprised. She pulled out a chair and sat down.
Beside the exquisite coffee, there was a small bouquet of flowers. It was obviously a gift for her.
Whether it was the coffee or the flowers, they were her favorites.
It seemed that Antwan had investigated her.
"What do you mean by this? Why are you investigating me?"
Shirley looked at Antwan warily.
He was very handsome. Compared to the cold Braden or the depressed Leon, Antwan was always carefree and like a dandy.
But Shirley never thought that Antwan would be so crazy.