Sierra hadn’t expected that he hadn’t arrived yet, but it didn’t matter. She messaged
back, “When you arrive, come to the booth on the first floor to see me. I have something
to tell you.”
“Very well.”
With a satisfied smile, Sierra stowed her phone and made her way to the first floor.
She had always been aware of Brady’s affection for her, even though he was a carefree
playboy whose interests revolved around leisure and pleasure.
While she didn’t particularly admire his dissolute lifestyle, she could still consider him a
backup.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTen minutes later, Brady, sporting a leather jacket and tight pants, arrived at the Francio
Club. Spotting Sierra in the booth, he settled down across from her and asked, “Sierra,
what’s the matter?”
Sierra brought up a trivial topic and voiced her concerns, which seemed to make Brady
quite content. He smiled warmly in response.
Casually, Sierra inquired, “By the way, where were you when I sent you the message? You
got here so quickly.”
“I was on my way here. Even without your messages, I’ll show up anyway,” Brady replied.
Teasingly, Sierra asked, “Oh, do you have a date with a beauty then.
“No, Blayze invited us. You can ask him if you don’t believe me.”
“I won’t ask him,” Sierra replied, “He’s been really busy lately. Why did he suddenly invite
you out?”
Brady explained with a smile, “He mentioned he wanted to introduce a student to us and
requested that we look after her in the future.”
Their extensive network of connections throughout Violetholt meant their support could
potentially lead to a steady influx of orders and opportunities.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Sierra couldn’t hide her surprise, thinking that Blayze must have had ulterior motives
behind this decision.
“Are you surprised? It struck me as odd when I first heard it. It’s not like him.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBlayze, as a photographer, had a vast network of resources, and if he saw potential in this
student, he could have directly provided her with opportunities. He didn’t usually
introduce people to their circle since photography was Blayze’s personal hobby, and his
friends were not deeply involved in photography.
“You’re right. Do you happen to know the name of that student?”
Brady considered it for a moment and replied, “I forgot the name, but she won this year’s
top prize in photography.”
“Sabrina?”
“Yes, that’s the one.”
Seeing the surprise on Sierra’s face, Brady asked, puzzled, “What’s the matter?”