In My Desperate Time

It's twelve o’clock in two hours, a lunch break.

There will be a two-hour break at noon. The address Donny gave me is only ten minutes' drive from the company, so I should be able to go there.

After work, I go straight to Donny's hotel.

The door is open. I knock on the door and Donny says, “Please come in.”

Donny is rich and he lives in the presidential suite.

He is talking to a woman about a watch that has just come out.

That woman is none other than Whitney Jordan.

I never thought I'd run into Whitney Jordan again.

It seems that there is a pair of hands in the dark and connects us together.

“You?” Whitney Jordan raises her head and looks surprised.

I nod and say to Donny, “If it's inconvenient for you now, I can come over later.”

okay. Whitney just passes

aside quietly, elegant and graceful, like

in her normal status

still take out my design

don’t need to draw it anymore, it will have no

That makes me embarrassed.

Jordan. It is like being stripped naked in front of them and

let me have

the upper-class. Usually we don’t wear a belt, even if we wear it, we would use it to match with clothes. If we have to buy a single belt, that means we would buy it to go with

be in an upper-class. Moreover,

and red. I feel as if I come here to suffer the humiliation. Their

advice. I shall leave and

and try to go out with my drawings,

Miss Noyes is really talented in design. Although this belt is not very satisfied, it would have a

Whitney Jordan

see

been thinking about it for a

pearl? Noble and