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We need to get out of here, but I can’t carry you.
I’ll call someone to come take you out of here.
Bye.”
The girl was leaving.
He grabbed her wrist and handed her a silver pendant that he had carried with him.
Although he couldn’t open his eyes to see her face, he said to her in a hoarse voice,
“I’ll be back for you.”
The girl had ran out, and the man she had went to call, came and took him home.
He had gone back severally to the cave to find the girl.
But one day, Pamela appeared to him with his Silver pendant.
and called him sweetly,
“Mister, you’re finally here.
I’ve been waiting for you.”
Deacon blinked and jolted himself back to reality.
He pursed his lips and said to her,
“It’s already in the past.”
He didn’t tell her.
Oriana knew that Deacon was of noble birth and had received the most quality education.
It was an indisputable fact that Pamela had saved him.
Oriana didn’t ask any further.
Infact, she had regretted asking, because no matter what he said, she still wouldn’t be happy.
Oriana really was unable to maintain a calm attitude towards this matter.
At this moment, the car had already arrived at the airport’s gate.
Oriana didn’t want to stay any longer.
She unbuckled her seat belt and reached for the car door, wanting to get out of the car immediately.
Deacon grabbed onto her slender arm.
“What are you doing? Let me go.
North is back.
I want to go pick her up.” Oriana pushed him hard.
Deacon tightly imprisoned her.
“Oriana, we’re still talking.
I’ve already confessed to you about Pamela.
There is nothing going on between me and her.
Don’t be angry with me, okay?”
“No, no.
Deacon, you should know that I can’t tolerate sand in my eyes.
You better do something about this.
The third request might what I had earlier said.”
Deacon saw that she was really angry and had began to resist his touch and intimacy.
He frowned.
“Mrs. Armstead, on the premise that Pamela likes me, shouldn’t you hold my heart tighter and not let others.
succeed?”
“This time, I’m going to go against the routine.
If you really get entangled with Pamela, I’ll definitely teach you both a lesson.”
Deacon was also a little angry.
He pulled her into his arms, lowered his face and kissed her red lips.
He just wanted to stop her from speaking.
In the living room awhile ago, she didn’t allow him kiss her.
Oriana kept turning her head, not wanting to kiss him.
Soon she lowered her head and bit him fiercely on his strong forearm.
Deacon felt his arm explode in pain and hastily let her go.
Oriana quickly opened the front passenger’s door and ran out without looking back.
Deacon slumped his stiff body into the driver’s seat and raised his hand to cover his eyes.
When she kissed him, he felt as though she was gonna kill him, and if she didn’t, it would be even worse.
Oriana entered the airport lobby and sighted North in the crowd North was a hot star, one whose photograph was requested by media reporters wherever she went.
So today, she wore a low–key disguised dress.
She was clothed in a black jumpsuit, with a small feathery white bag.
This could he passed off as a very simple dress, but on North, it looked stunning and full of vitality.
Afraid that she would be recognized, North wore a feathery white hat.
Her brown curly hair was lazily draped over her shoulders.
She effortlessly pulled people’s attention to herself.
Oriana waved her little hand and her mood instantly changed from gloomy to bright.
“North? Over here!”
North raised her eyes and quickly walked over.
She reached out and held Oriana’s beautiful face.
“Oriana! I haven’t seen your face for some days.”
Oriana was amused, she muttered with a smile.
“Neither have I seen yours.”
North’s manger, Erica Dante, was pushing her suitcase.
She saw that lots of people were taking our their phones to take pictures.
She moved to North and Oriana and said to them,
“Good day Miss Oriana.
Miss North, I think that it’s too ostentatious here.
Let’s get into the car first.
“Good day.” Oriana responded with a smile.” Okay sure let’s go ahead.” She added as they walked out of the airport.
lobby.
A high–class luxury car had already arrived to pick them up.
Erica placed the suitcase in the trunk.
“Oriana, let’s get in the car.” North pulled Oriana into the car.
“Where are you headed?” A deep male voice sounded.
North turned and her eyes met with Deacon’s, she stretched out her small hand and took off the black sunglasses, revealing a small face which was as beautiful as LA.
“Mr. Armstead, I’ve admired your name for such a long time.”
North paused and glanced at Erica.
“I didn’t expect to meet Mr. Armstead immediately I arrived.
Erica, Mr. Armstead car is here to drop us off, you can go ahead with my suitcase.”
“Okay Miss.” Erica nodded and got into the car.
North and Oriana exited the car, as the driver drove off with Erica.
As a gentleman, Deacon opened the rear door of the Rolls–Royce Phantom.
“Do come in.”
Oriana got into the car.
North quickly moved closer to her.
She blinked awkwardly and whispered,
“Oriana, you really do have a good eyesight.”
“North? What are you talking about?” Oriana whispered back.
Deacon got into the car, and the conversation between the girlfriends had ended abruptly.
The car had started smoothly, Oriana looked at North who sat beside her.
“North, how long will it take before you go back?”
For the last two years, North worked with a very tight schedule.
In addition to filming and acting, she also had numerous buisness activities, which included attending the quarterly fashion shows of topnotch brands.
North pondered for a while.
She raised her eyes and looked at Deacon who was sited on the driver’s seat.
“Mr. Armstead, I heard that you spent 1.2 million for Hendrix’s medical.
My friend Oriana here has a very good personality and doesn’t know how to beat people.
But me? I’m quite different.
If I beat Pamela who is a certified bitch, will you feel bad?”
Deacon raised his handsome eyelids and looked at North through the rearview mirror.
His eyes fell on Oriana’s bright eyes.
“I’m not acquainted to her, so feel free to do whatsoever you wish.”
It was more like he was speaking to Oriana, who kept avoiding his gaze.
North didn’t utter another word to Deacon, she pulled Oriana’s slender arm.
“Oriana, we haven’t seen each other for a long time.
Don’t go back tonight, come stay with me.”
Before Oriana could respond to her, Deacon quickly furrowed his brows and said quickly.
“That’s not a good idea, okay?”
“Why, why not?” North asked with her face clouded with confusion.
“I can remember vividly that you both just met in New York.
It’s barely been a while since you both saw each other.” “Not seeing each other for a day, feels like not seeing each other for more than a year.
President Armstead, you can spend a million plus on a girl.
but can’t allow my Oriana spend the night with her best friend, Why that?” Deacon felt his head ache.
He was certain that Oriana’s best friend kept bringing up the topic on purpose.
“If Oriana doesn’t return home, she’ll be missed by plenty people, such as grandma, and Phoebe.”
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