"As you can see, I need to know who she is, how she spends her time, what she likes , what's are her hobbies. "
"Why do you want this from me? I'm not a long-time employee of yours either. Don't tell me you trust me, please." Jean gave a questioning look.
"Do you think you have to know someone for a long time to trust them? Besides, no one can betray me. I know you know me and you know as well as I do what will happen if you betray me. That's why I asked you to investigate."
"Well, how will I find such information...?" he pondered for a while.
You put your hand on his leg, your flirtatious demeanor reddening his cheeks. " Clever man you... I believe you , Jean . "
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I wasn't fooled by trusting him. You slide your hair and leaned against the bar. You leaned until your hair touched the bar counter as you yawn and relax, but then you turned around and sat down. You put your Chanel bag there. Your perfume admitted that you had already entered their area, you caught her attention very quickly thanks to your beauty that would bring heaven to hell.
Still, she calmly took a sip of her drink and continued to stare at her phone. You looked at her but she never noticed. She gritting her teeth in anger as threw the phone aside and messed up her blond-long-pretty hair.
"Was it worth it for that man who made your eyes go red ?" you whispered.
"Hm... Huh? A-Are you talking to me?"
"Of course. Queens throwing their crowns aside so easily... I can't stand it. We women were created to make men kneel in front of us . Not to suffer because of them."
She was flattered. You saw her eyes sparkling , but she just realized that she was showing up so much emotion and she averted her blue eyes from you .
"What do you mean? You don't know anything about me."
You nodded, "Of course I don't know."
You started the conversation, but you knew she wouldn't open up to you easily. There was a chair between you and her . You moved to alongside her to get rid of that annoying empty space, so you got closer .
"Men are all the same. Am I wrong?"
"You're not right." The girl was stressed so she started playing with the wedding ring, "He's really handsome. Hard to get . We're married but still there are so many parts of him that I need to explore..."
"The one he is hiding from you or the one you couldn't reach?"
"He's hiding ..." she said.
Oops wrong answer, darling. Honestly, you are not be able to reach.
"Women need men." she hissed as she rubbed her forehead.
"Need?" You laughed, careful not to exaggerate, but still laughed for a long time, "Let's talk without gender discrimination. Partners are like accessories. If they get old and start to bore you, you'll switch to a new season model. Ah yes, you can still be a vintage addict! It's a matter of taste~ " you smiled "But you can never say you can't go outside without accessories. You must have favorites, but they change over time. Throwing your red mini dress aside for an old necklace, honey?" You ate her red mini dress with your eyes, plus playful smirk. " And why do ' men ' tho? " you seem like you need woman not men.
"Since when is it so normal to compare lover to objects?" Her blue eyes widened with anger on her baby-like face.
" You don't have to agree with me . As long as they see you as much value as an object , it is very normal to think like that . "
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