Derek looked at Meredith. Her face was slightly red and glistening sweat was hanging from the tip of her nose as if she had just done a vigorous exercise.
"Did you come running here?"
"Um... No, I was afraid you were in a hurry, so I hurried over." Meredith didn't say anything about Ava's matter as she guessed that Derek probably didn't want to listen to such disgusting gossip.
Hearing her say this, Derek's lips curled up slightly and he took the document. "I didn't expect you to be so dedicated."
Meredith nodded absent-mindedly, still thinking about Ava's matter. Derek looked at the crowded venue again, and there were many single women waiting for him and wishing to get close to him.
Derek was fed up with this boring hypocrisy, so he took a look at Meredith, who was about to leave. "I happen to need a female companion. Since you're here, you're my companion."
Meredith then came to her senses and stared at the man in front of her, eyes wide opened.
He must be joking. She was still wearing the black and white uniform of the Xavier Group, and the socialites inside were all wearing exquisite custom-made dresses. If she went in with that suit, she would be a joke.
"I'll take you out to buy the dress later." Derek said faintly, clearly not giving Meredith any chance to refute.
He said this with a very firm attitude, so Meredith could not say anything. After all, Derek was her benefactor." But, if I go with you, will I cause you any trouble?
"What kind of trouble will there be? In J City, no one dares to make trouble for me."
With that said, Derek pulled Meredith into the car. Soon, the car drove to a slightly remote place. "Right here."
Meredith got out of the car obediently and looked at the sign in front of her, feeling a little touched.
Derek brought her to a place called Lanmeng Salon, the most famous image design salon in J City. In the past, when her mother was healthy, her mother brought her here from time to time.
Her mother always said, "Mer is my little princess. Of course, you should dress up beautifully."
This salon was full of her endless memories. Seeing it again, Meredith had mixed feelings.
Derek parked the car and saw Meredith paused at the door, not going in. He was about to say something, but he could tell the deep yearning and sadness in her eyes. With an indecipherable sadness in her silence, this version of her was very attractive.
Unconsciously, his tone of urging became much softer, "Let's go in."
Meredith nodded and walked in behind him. Then, she thought of something. "I remember we need to make an appointment here. Shouldn't we get an appointment first?"
"You're the one who needs an appointment, not me." Derek said domineeringly. Sure enough, as soon as he and Meredith walked in, someone came over attentively and took them to the VIP lounge.
It seemed that she had underestimated Derek's influence in J City. Although Meredith's life was good before, it was still far from the Xaviers's.
The two of them waited for a while. A man with long hair to his shoulders came in. He saw Derek, and then looked at Meredith on the other side, and smiled wickedly. "Is this the sun coming out of the west today? Mr. Xavier, you have brought a woman here? You haven't been here for years."
Jameson looked at Derek, and there was a sense of humor in his words. They were friends, so they talked to each other without restraint.
Derek glanced at him. "Nonsense. Hurry up and pick out the dress for this woman and help her make up."
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