Chapter 1815
Positioned in front were Caprice, Isabel, Flint, and Queenie. The four of them had no trouble smiling at all as they flashed their rows of white teeth with pride.
Click!
The photographer captured the beautiful scene, a memory to be cherished forever.
Time flew.
Sixteen years later.
Westchester.
At a nightclub in a college town.
Caprice held a bottle of beer and took occasional sips from it. She wore a neat red dress that
accentuated her waistline, her natural locks of curly hair were very eye-catching.
Even though she was seated in a remote corner, it did not dissuade flocks of men from coming up to her to strike up a conversation.
She did not entertain any of them.
Some of the men had a foul temper but knew better than to voice their frustrations since Caprice was with her friends. They retreated, hanging their heads low in defeat.
Three of Caprice’s housemates came drinking with her.
They were the ones who did her makeup for her.
Today was her birthday, so they decided to come here for a celebration.
Celebrating her birthday was the primary objective. The secondary objective was to find a man for her.
“Caprice, what’s the matter with you? Some of them were pretty handsome, why wouldn’t you at least try to talk to them?” the short-haired Lana asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.
“Yeah, if I didn’t have a boyfriend already, I’d have chosen one of them easily. Aren’t you interested at all?” Freya was the one with an hourglass figure. She was baffled by Caprice’s lack of interest.
Freya suddenly exclaimed dramatically, “Caprice, you’re not into girls, are you?”
Immediately after raising the question, both she and Lana shrunk away from Caprice.
As if they were afraid that Caprice would confess her affection for them.
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