Mike's fingers touched the scar on her right leg faintly, and finally stopped there motionlessly. Kate was secretly shocked. She held the glass of water, and her whole body stiffened.
'What did he mean?
Oh my God! Is he really the man that night?
The place he touched was exactly bit by that man.
Although he was impeccably handsome, a look from him could freeze many people to death.
Oh, my God.
I hope it's not him!
This man was too dangerous. I don't want to involve with him.
God bless me!'
Kate thought to herself.
However, the materials of her skirt was very thin, and his hot fingertips were like a spark that jumped out of a flame, suddenly branded on her skin.
Her heart was beating fast.
A few seconds later, he sat down.
But he didn't say anything.
She stood, still holding the water. However, from the two sides of the corridor, they seemed to be in a posture of getting close, as if he was taming her right leg.
Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her.
"Mike?" A slightly surprised voice came from above the corridor.
This voice shocked Kate.
Frightened, Kate quickly moved away to keep a safe distance from Mike. Her face flushed inexplicably. She took the opportunity to take the teacup away.
"It's mine!" Mike said. He was still asking for water from her. At the thought of her job, Kate had no choice but to turn around and give the tea to him.
Justin walked up to them and looked at the two of them from left to right before he said in a very strange tone, "When are you so familiar with each other?"
"We are not familiar with each other," Kate explained quickly. She didn't want to get familiar with him.
Mike's typical black eyes darkened. He didn't say anything, but looked sideways at Kate, who took him as a monster. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
"We are not very familiar," he followed her.
'Not VERY familiar?' Kate tried to figure it out. 'Does he mean that we are a little familiar?' she wondered.
While she was thinking, a woman walked towards her.
Then a middle-aged woman's voice floated over, "Kate, I happen to have something to tell you." It was Polly, the manager of the football club. The charming forty-year-old woman was wearing a neat black business suit.
But there was an uncontrollable panic in her eyes.
"Okay." She immediately pretended to be obedient and left with Polly.
They reached Polly's spacious office.
Her formulaic attitude softened. She turned around, took out some exquisite bags from the cabinet and handed them to her. "Kate, see if they are appropriate." The bag was full of branded clothes.
"Manager, they are too extravagant. I can't accept these." By instinct, Kate waved her hand and stepped back to show her refusal.
Polly's sincere face flashed through her eyes. She was very beautiful. She was recommended by Polly to be a football cheerleader.
When she was a bartender in the night club and was flirted by an old man, the strange Polly helped her emotionally.
"Don't call me manager. You can call me aunt in private," Polly sighed and put the clothes into her arms. "Take them. I promised your mother to take care of you. This is for grandma." And she also gave her several bags of nourishment.
"Thank you." Seeing the firmness in Polly's eyes, Kate held the clothes in her arms and couldn't refuse anymore. She looked at Polly gratefully, and it could be seen from her eyes that she was sincere to her.
She was good to her from the bottom of her heart.
This woman was nice to her. But Kate didn't know why.
"Have they bullied you recently?" Polly asked her with concern, pointing at a chair and motioning for her to sit down.
"No," Kate replied.
"Everyone knows what happened between your sister and Daniel. You... Have you ever thought about canceling the engagement?" A trace of embarrassment appeared on Polly's face. She looked at the delicate girl in front of her. She was beautiful, but too cowardly.
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