[How long more do you need?]
Luna waited for a long time at table number 55 but still, no one came. She could not help herself and sent him a message to ask him about it. Very soon, a reply came from the man.
[I'm sorry, a work emergency cropped up, I'm already a t the airport.]
From a near distance, Joshua clearly saw the dip in Luna's shoulders after he sent the message. But still, she found a smiley face in the messaging app. [It's okay, work is more important. Receiving your gift has already made me happy enough.]
Maybe he was already here, but he was disappointed a t her and did not want to see her?
Luna was no longer an innocent teenage girl, she knew there must be a reason behind an excuse like this. But since he was not willing to tell her, there was no point in asking further. Not meeting in real life might be a good idea too, at least that way they could still maintain their original good impression of each other. That was good too.
At this thought, Luna carefully placed the doll back into the box. Actually, her trip to meet the clan member was quite fruitful. At least she knew his feelings for her back then were genuine. Otherwise, he
would not have kept this doll throughout the years.
"What are you looking at?" Suddenly, a man's deep voice rang out beside her ears. She could recognize the owner of this voice even without raising her head.
She hurriedly closed the box in her hands, then lifted her head casually and looked at him. "It's just a small present from a friend.”
Joshua took the opportunity and sat down, a cold smile hanging from the corners of his lips. "Don't you just have one friend, Gwen, here in Sea City? Which friend gave you this present?"
Luna frowned; his attitude made her slightly unhappy.
"When were you such a gossip, Mr. Lynch?”
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