The night fell. Several towering buildings dotted the streets. Between two buildings stood a woman in a black windbreaker and red high heels. The enormous sunglasses seemed to conceal her face.

Jocelyn tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her cautious gaze still fixed on the cafe across the street.

Janet was sitting at a table beside the French window in the cafe. Jocelyn had a clear view of her from where she was standing.

The man had stopped Janet just as she was about to take a sip of the coffee.

‘Who the hell is he?’ Jocelyn grew anxious. She wanted to run over there and pour the coffee down Janet’s throat.

Fortunately, the man left after a while. Janet ordered another cup of coffee and seemed to wait impatiently without drinking it.

saw Janet take out her phone and called someone, probably Bernie. Before leaving the house, Jocelyn had secretly taken Bernie’s phone with her, fearing that he

calls went unanswered, Janet

opportunity. Jocelyn rushed to the

stood up, she saw Jocelyn walking into

this and watching her in the dark. Now that she pretended to take her bag and leave, as expected, Jocelyn grew anxious and showed

a coincidence! What are you doing here?” Janet asked, pretending

her wrist, feigning reluctance. “Dad asked me to meet you. He has been busy with work, so

and forced her

you have done to me. Are you going to apologize to me on your own?” Janet stirred the coffee as

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