Later, one day, for no reason, she suddenly asked me where Gavin was from. I casually said that he was from Chicago.
At that time, I could recall the surprise in her eyes.
"Well, Miss Solomon, I remember you. We greeted each other last time," Gavin said with a smile. Whenever he smiled, the wrinkles on his face were eye-catching.
We were of similar age, but he did look a bit older.
"Oh, you still remember me," Eileen exclaimed and smiled in surprise. Her curved red lips shone with captivating luster.
She was a beautiful woman. She knew what kind of expression could better showcase her physical advantages.
Many men were willing to spend money on her.
"Let's add each other's WhatsApp account. If anything related to Scarlett happens, I can contact you," she said with a smile.
"Gavin, don't you need to write a report? Finish it quickly. Don't stay up late." I interrupted Gavin and made up an excuse to end the video call.
Eileen was stunned for a moment. She looked at me slightly resentfully, half-jokingly saying, "You do care about him. You don't even give him time to add my account on WhatsApp."
"It's not that I don't want to give him time. Your intentions are a bit too obvious."