“She’s looking for Fane?”
“A beautiful woman?”
Tanya and Yvonne exchanged glances, unable to comprehend the irritation they were experiencing.
“Just how beautiful is she?” Yvonne pressed on. “Why does that geezer still have beauties clamoring after him?”
“Oh, she’s very beautiful. How do I put this? She’s almost as beautiful as you, Miss Yvonne, and she’s on a whole other level of beauty, just like Miss Tanya!”
The words gushed out of the bodyguard’s lips, bluntly so. His mind was riddled, though. Why were these two ladies not focusing on the main issue? The woman asked if Fane was here, and yet they were focused on the woman’s beauty? This was no beauty pageant!
“Fane isn’t here. He’ll probably only come around in the afternoon. Tell them to go return for now,” James spoke straightforwardly.
“No, I want to go out and see who’s the woman looking for Fane!”
Tanya spoke after she thought about it.
“I want to see her, too!”
A spark of envy flickered in the two women’s hearts. Was she Fane’s ideal type just because she was a beauty?
After all, it would be no strange matter if some women were attracted to the same man, especially when Fane was a fine man.
Furthermore, they had heard about the wealthy woman at the auction last time. They assumed that, one way or another, she had ties with Fane.
“Since when has another beauty emerged in Middle Province?”
Yvonne grew even more jealous. She felt that the beauty in front of her was more attractive than herself—this woman with a smile sweet like honey.
“Heh. Tell me if Fane is around first. I’ll tell you who I am after that. How about that?”
The woman chuckled and folded her arms across her chest. Her figure was well-balanced, and it carried a warm and refreshing temperament.
“He’s not here yet. That idiot says he’s got errands to run and is only coming over in the afternoon.”
Tanya’s expression gradually turned sour. Fane was not doing his job as he should have been.
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