Seventh

One week since the incident had passed, now Agnes' condition was better than the previous days. And as Jovin talked about last night that today at about half past eight she's going to pick up Agnes to accompany her to the Wedding Anniversary party of her 25th business colleague.

The silk dress with Horse green or dark green color was attached to Agnes' body, the mermaid tail-style dress that was quite open on her back was only a thinly crossed rope that could not hide the beauty of her back, plus a fairly long cleavage showing her slender legs. Perfect, especially with accessories such as a pair of cream-colored high heels and a pair of white gold earrings that hang beautifully on their ears.

Agnes kept smiling seeing her appearance that looked mature, not like a 17-year-old teenager, especially a 14-year-old little girl.

The beautiful girl tidied up her beautiful brown, voluminous hair, let the makeup artist unravel, for God's sake Agnes is very amazed by her present appearance. He is also very grateful for having a height of nearly 165 cm and smooth white cranes like a model. At least in this dress she looks beautiful, tall and mature unlike when she wore a school uniform. Ck, his friends will mock him because the girl looks like a 14-year-old boy compared to a 17-year-old teenager. Isn't that so annoying?

"Don't you get tired of looking at your appearance in front of the mirror, lady?" Nori asked from behind Agnes, snapping at her and making the girl surprised and a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, Nori. I'm too happy to wear this pretty dress," Agnes replied timidly, this is the first time she has worn such a pretty dress that she can't stop to look in the mirror and admire her.

"All right, baby. But don't you feel sorry to see Jovin waiting for you downstairs?" Nori's successful words led Agnes to turn her body against the middle-aged woman.

"Jo, is it coming?" asked the girl a little surprised.

Nori nodded. "Yes, he's been waiting for you more than five minutes."

Again, Nori's words shocked Agnes again.

"Oh, my God, Nori! Why didn't you say so earlier," Agnes murmured and then with a quick gesture she immediately lifted a little bit of her dress and ran small looking for Jovin's whereabouts.

Meanwhile, Nori just shook her head staring at Agnes's behavior, which she thought was adorable for a 17-year-old teenager.

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• Turkey, Istanbul | Hotel çırağan Palace Kempinski, outdoor

Agnes has been sitting waiting for Jovin for half an hour asking for permission to meet her business colleague. And it bored Agnes by herself. Actually Jovin took her, but Agnes didn't want to be hungry. Luckily, he saw so many food stands like cake and other sweet foods that the girl didn't worry about dying of boredom waiting for Jovin to come back somehow.

Agnes took some cakes that stimulated her taste, eating them gracefully but very hungry as if she had first tried them. And it's true, upper-caste people's cakes are very different from those of them, Agnes and her lower-caste. This cake is so much better, the girl loves it. The proof is that he ate the cake until it didn't last.

Agnes taped up Jovin's black suit which she wore because the beach wind was so piercing for her, the girl's gaze kept watching Jovin, who now only wears a white shirt with black cloth pants attached to her feet and a pair of shiny pantophles on her foot. Not to forget also a branded watch that always adorns his left wrist and a small black earring that is always attached to one of the man's ears.

The beauty of the *çırağan Palace, which has become one of the luxury hotels in Turkey, cannot win Agnes' attention at all, even though the view of the hotel facing the strait is beautiful. But the girl kept an eye on Jovin's every move until a voice interrupted her made the girl turn around.

"Hello, sweetheart?" said a handsome man—but not as handsome as Jovin now sitting facing Agnes right next to the bar seat that the girl sat in.

Agnes looked at the man with her eyebrows raised.

"It would be an honor for me if we could get acquainted," said the man again. Agnes only nodded briefly and then turned her gaze again while sipping her drink, Orange juice, which the bartender made at Jovin's orders.

"My name is Duncan Edwards." The man introduced himself while stretching out his hand to make Agnes glance at it.

"Agnes Alexandra," she replied clumsily without shaking the man's hand—Duncan.

Seeing the girl's response in front of him made a man named Duncan clumsy himself. Really, it's the first time she's been ignored like this, especially since the one who's ignored her is a girl.

Feeling neglected, Duncan intended to throw a little small talk at Agnes, but a voice managed to get the man to extend his intention.

"Stay away from him, Mr. Edwards," A heavy-sounding voice caused Agnes and Duncan to turn their eyes to the source of the sound.

"Jazzton?" muttered Duncan as he looked at Jovin and Agnes alternately.

Jovin walked closer, untying the top three buttons of his shirt, showing a little field chest decorated with a little wolf tattoo peering behind the white shirt. Meanwhile, Agnes, who saw Jovin, immediately smiled and stood up to the man's arm.

Duncan was increasingly intrigued, the man stood up and looked at the two couples puzzled. "You guys?"

"She's mine!" Jovin pressed and tightened their bodies further, making Agnes twinkle her eyes staring at the man's sturdy jaw.

Luckily, one of his men reported Duncan Edwards' presumptuous actions, otherwise Jovin would have been misled by the lady killer.

"I just can't believe that someone like you could be crazy about a girl?" Duncan smiled obliquely with his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, at first I thought I didn't have a heart. Turns out I have it," Jovin replies and chuckles.

"If the man finds out and takes it, what are you going to do?" Duncan asks back and sips the glass of wine that the bartender just served him.

Jovin grinning. "You know the answer to Edwards," he made Duncan laugh out loud. Luckily the sound of music playing here was able to dampen Duncan's loud laughter.

Agnes shuddered to see Duncan as no exception to Jovin's small chuckle. I don't know what they mean, Agnes has no intention of knowing.

The girl drew her lips close to Jovin's ear. "Jo, can we go home now?" he whispered, making Jovin stop his petty whimsy and then curled quite loudly.

"Let's go home now," replied Jovin and then slightly loosened her arms around Agnes' waist. Afterwards, the two immediately turned around and waltzed away without saying goodbye.

"Again I'm left behind," muttered Duncan shaking his head looking at both the backs of Jovin and Agnes, who were getting away.