Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 153

Now that she had got the right answer, she started to feel sorry for the fact that she had been hypnotized. Her sadness was like rising water that washed over her body again and again without a stop.

Looking at the woman who was engulfed by the great sorrow, the storekeeper couldn't help but comfort her, "There is really no forgery of these photos. Just let it go. This man is only good-looking, but there's nothing special about him."

He picked up a photo and looked at it in the light. Suddenly, he squinted and smiled, "I don't know. The face looks familiar. Maybe it was carved in some face."

Hearing what the young shopkeeper said, Consuela, who was already guilty, suddenly was woken up. Calmly, she reached out her hand and thanked the young man with a smile. Then she put the money on the table and left without another word.

In fact, there was no big difference between Richie's face and that of Rachel before. If he was recognized, she would surely become the prey of Internet mass hunting.

She had already known about the gossip of L City's celebrities. What was more, she seemed to be one of the serious female friends. There was no need for it to be gossip.

She raised her hand to touch her face. But when she saw the big sunglasses on her face, she calmed down at once. She thought that it was just a few photos. Nothing serious would happen.

What was more, her face was covered completely, which had a certain confidential effect and raised the degree of suspicion.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down. When she calmed down and wandered the way she came to, everything went smoothly in her mind. She didn't show any sign of annoyance any more.

Everyone, including herself, had a history. Let alone a man like Richie. She sighed and shook her head.

But it was really different to know that he had a past and to accept that he had a past. When she looked at the photos, she felt very sad.

Perhaps she was really poisoned by the name of Richie, and she didn't know when she would get the antidote.

She was now in a state of complete depression. Remembering who had sent her those pictures, she heaved a sigh of relief and became worried again.

What was her plan after showing the photos to her? Laura disliked to live in peace all the time.

Consuela gripped the edge of the photo tightly. The yellow edge of the photo hadn't become smooth and merged into her flesh.

However, the boss of the photo studio took off his glasses that had been placed on the bridge of his nose. He rubbed his eyes and stood up to pour himself a glass of water.

Right at this moment, his phone rang. He reached out one of his hands and picked it up. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the computer screen that was not closed. There was a billboard of pictures that Consuela had brought to him. An idea flashed through his mind.

He finally understood why the man on the photo looked so familiar. Perhaps he just couldn't think of it.

He didn't talk much to the person on the phone. After hanging up, he found a person's name in the phone book and made the call, but he did not speak in time.

The man cursed in a low voice, and then heard the shop owner laugh in an extremely evil manner, not as shy as before.

Just as Consuela was about to walk out of the alley, she suddenly turned around and walked towards a pile of garbage, which was filled with the smell of rotten acid. This made her feel like vomiting, which had disappeared for a long time.

As soon as she saw the photos and was about to throw them in the trash can, she suddenly withdrew her hand and crammed the photos into her hand bag.

She stumbled and left, stopping, and, perhaps irritated by the indescribable smell, her mind was once more chaotic, and she did not know where to go.