Eric turned back at just the right moment. "Of course. I'm definitely better than some people who freeload and make Jane's life more difficult." He ignored Levi's indignant reaction and looked at me. "One of my business partners needs to discuss a project with me. Wait for me here."
I nodded and watched him leave.
Levi scoffed. "Seriously? Did he tell you to wait for him? Who does he think he is?"
I raised a hand and gave him a light pat. "Don't be so hostile toward him. After all, he has helped us."
Levi remained unimpressed. "Jane, trust me, he definitely has an agenda."
I glanced at Eric's retreating figure and, for once, didn't refute him.
An agenda? Maybe.
But wasn't I hiding my own motives too?
Levi waved a hand in front of my face, pulling me from my thoughts. "Jane, want me to take a photo of you?"
I instinctively shook my head. "No, thanks."
Levi had been one of the best photographers since university. Even before LunaGlo, he had already made a name for himself in Caldera. In fact, when LunaGlo was first established, many of the studio's breakout works were shot by him.
But standing in front of a camera made me uneasy. Maybe it was a lingering effect of being married to Jeremiah for years. Somewhere along the way, I had lost my confidence.
Levi noticed my hesitation and pulled up an old photo of me from university.
Back then, we participated in a design competition. Since we didn't have a model, we had to step up ourselves. This photo was taken during that runway show.
Years had passed since then. The confidence and boldness I once had were gradually worn away under Jeremiah's influence.
Levi didn't say anything and just looked at me quietly.
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