Huh.
That figure, it looks a lot like Arthur.
Ella Lacey’s big, watery eyes sparkled, she jumped down from her crystal diamond chair and quickly ran to the booth behind the partition.
A straight and broad figure instantly caught her eyes.
She wasn’t mistaken, the aloof figure reflected in the glass was indeed Arthur Lindsey!
Then, who was the person having dinner with him, seated across him?
Ella moved her eyes, only to see a woman smiling seductively at Arthur.
Her auburn, wavy hair swayed on her shoulders like seaweed, her red lips stood out as if tinted with rouge.
She looked sexy and cold at the same time.
Her every move was stamped with a “keep your distance” label.
Ella didn’t care about those and stepped forward excitedly, “Andrea, I’m Rosie! I like you! I support you forever!”
Rosie Carter, wearing colored contact lenses, had her sparkling eyes fixed on Arthur, seeming not to hear Ella.
She had been a fan of Rosie for a long time.
Seeing her in person for the first time, her heart was racing uncontrollably in excitement.
This was such a golden opportunity, she couldn’t let it slip away.
She continued to express her loyalty enthusiastically, “Andrea, I’m your true fan! I watched every movie, listened to every album, and collected every commercial you did. I swear, I’m not lying. Someone can vouch for me!”
Indeed, the witness was sitting right across Rosie.
However, Rosie was indeed a diva, and didn’t even look at Ella.
She filled a glass of wine with her red lips curled and sweetly handed it to Arthur, charmingly dancing with delight.
Then turning to Ella with a raised eyebrow, as if shooing her away, she said unwillingly, “Are you crazy?
Chatting endlessly in front of others, I’m so annoyed with people like you.”
“Andrea, I’m not crazy…”
Ella was a bit disheartened, perhaps she was too enthusiastic, and quickly waved her hands to explain, “I…I’m really your fan.
Isn’t your fan club called Rosie?
See, I even know that, I’m really your fan, Rosie.”
“Stop nagging!
I get it.” Rosie didn’t glance at her once, and said angrily, “Can’t you take a hint?
Right now is my private time, don’t mess with me!”
Her voice suddenly grew sharper and louder.
Arthur Lindsey, sitting across her, raised his handsome brows slightly.
However, he did not utter a word, held his wine glass with hands as delicate as jade, and slowly swirled the 82-year-old wine in the glass, tasting it slowly, looking graceful and attractive. The source of this chapter is novelping.com.
In fact, he had noticed this little girl from the moment she came in.
Now, he wondered how irritating she really was?
“Andrea, could you give me an autograph? I’ll leave after you sign it.”
As she spoke, Ella took out a math workbook from her bag, this was her study material that she had planned to review at home tonight.
Rosie looked at the workbook filled with mathematical symbols and the heavy water pen she was handed.
The disdain in her eyes was unavoidable.
She used a tissue to protect her fingers before taking the pen, as if she was afraid of dirtying her hands, and quickly drew three waves on the book, then handed it back to Ella, “Now, I’ve signed it.
You can leave me alone now.”
Then, she turned to Arthur with an apologetic smile, “Mr. Arthur, my fans are everywhere, like flies, they can even sneak into the most high-end places in the city, the Foster Royal Hotel, this is so frustrating.
Um…I hope it doesn’t ruin your mood.”
Ella carefully put away the autograph, sucked in her little mouth, content.
The power of an idol, only a small fan could feel it!
Then, she stuck out her tongue, looking somewhat embarrassed, “Goddess Andrea, I didn’t sneak in, I came here for dinner too, right next to your table. So, I can’t walk too far…please don’t be angry…”