Chapter 22: Her Walk

"Sus! It's okay! Of course, it's a pity I didn't go to Dianne's wedding. I was abroad those days. That was big, huh!"

"I would have hired you as a photographer, e. Then you have other appointments so we won't bother you anymore."

"It's really unavoidable conflict of sched sometimes. By the way, I'm opening a restaurant next week. You should come! You can come there with Travis or–"

"Noel, Travis and I broke up," I said softly.

"Oh!" He laughed. "I'm sorry."

I shook. "It's nothing bad."

"We'll start in a few," a staff announced.

Noel and I went to the table because he was also a juror. I greeted the head of Loreal politely, then the other judges. Greco is on the sidelines, silent but imposing. There were two vacant seats between him and the older businessman. He glanced at me and then to the seat next to him, urging me to sit there. That was really my plan so I sat there. Noel sat beside me.

"I didn't expect you'd be here," I said softly to Greco.

He tilted his head a bit to look at me