Who was their mystery photographer?

Kyran had no idea. He knew that if the pictures were to be leaked to the public, it would spell trouble.

Deirdre stood still and waited for Kyran’s return patiently. It was a great moment to immerse herself in-she liked being a part of the bustling scene. It made her feel alive.

She heard footsteps drawing near and thought it was Kyran. Unexpectedly, it was a middle-aged woman. “Fine day, young lady. The man who was with you… Is his name

‘Kyran Reed’?”

She was gregarious enough, but her choice of words triggered Deirdre’s defense. She frowned warily and asked, “Can I help you?”

“Oh, no! It’s nothing big! I don’t mean to scare you,” explained the middle- aged woman.

“Kyran Reed simply wanted me to inform you that he’s caught up with something and can’t really come to you, so you should wait for him at the entrance.”

“Caught up with… what?”

woman chuckled dryly. “Beats me. I’m just a messenger.

Deirdre hesitated, the middle-aged woman left. Still suspicious, she carefully pushed the cart forward and wondered if anything

the entrance

Kyran calling out to her from her side, “Dee? I thought I told you to wait for me where you stood.

up in something? So I have to wait for you by

“I said that?”

bit her lips immediately. “D-Did I just

caressed her cheeks, his brows locked into a frown. “What

a middle aged woman approached me and asked if you were Kyran. Then, she told me you’re caught up in something and informed her to tell me to wait for you by

expression darkened as Deirdre added, “Who

was just someone I instructed

relief. Smiling, she remarked, “God, so she really was just doing what you told her to! You should be a bit clearer next time.

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