Passing by? This Mr. Peyton has passed by no less than twice already! So much passing by?
The gentle breeze blew her hair, all swept onto her fragrant shoulders, revealing her fair collarbones.
"Mr. Peyton, what a coincidence, passing by so many times..." Whenever she thought about the diamond ring he gave her last time being thrown away by Lucas Knight, she felt a bit guilty.
Actually, she was planning... to find an opportunity to return it to him, but who knew Lucas Knight even discarded the entire bag?
"Peyton..." Eva Nightingale just started to say something, but unexpectedly, a group of reporters suddenly rushed over carrying their equipment.
The reporters were shouting, "Everyone look, isn't that man Mr. Peyton! Ah, isn't that woman Eva Nightingale?"
Roughly twenty reporters were there.
Suddenly rushing out bearing equipment, Eva Nightingale was startled and instinctively took a step back.
