Chapter 147: Master, we saw Miss Cecilia
Chapter 147 Master, we saw Miss Cecilia
The maid who brought her lunch came again. This time, it was afternoon tea. She smiled and said, "Hey, are you awake?"
Soph stared at the maid suspiciously, feeling that she seemed a little familiar.
The maid's eyes averted. She put the afternoon tea on the bedside table and wanted to leave: "This is your afternoon tea. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
afternoon tea?
Since when did she, a maid, have such good benefits?
"etc."
The little maid turned her head and asked, "Is there anything else?"
“Have I seen you?”
The maid was stunned and immediately denied, "How could..."
“Come here and let me take a closer look.”
The maid shook her head, "I really have things to do, so I can't waste time."
“You are a servant, right?” Su Fu remembered that she seemed to have seen her in the castle.
She is not a maid at all.
The maid swallowed hard and denied it, "No, little madman, you remembered it wrong. I really don't have time, I have to leave."
After leaving the words behind, the maid quickly left the bedroom.
Bang!
Close the door.
Soph frowned in confusion. Did she remember it wrong?
Impossible, she would have an impression on everyone who had seen it. What does it mean that she strongly denied it?
Could it be...who sent her?
After taking a look at the exquisite afternoon tea snacks, Su Fu began to believe her guess.
It is impossible for a maid's afternoon tea to be comparable to the treatment of the master.
Who else but Shangguan Ling could do such a sneaky thing?
…
Bali.
The Rockbar, named the world's number one bar by CNN Travel Channel, is built on a cliff by the sea.
Two men in suits and ties came to the bar and ordered two glasses of tequila.
During the conversation, I accidentally saw a painting hanging on the wall.
The high and vast sky, the soft white clouds, and the blue water became the background.
The stunning woman came from the sea, with blurred eyes and a slightly cold curve on her lips. The gorgeous ruby mask added a bit of mystery to her.
The white and greasy skin exudes a pearl-like luster under the sun.
This is undoubtedly an extremely beautiful woman, like the beloved child of God, so beautiful that it is thrilling, but so mysterious that it is difficult to understand.
Although he only had half of his face, it was enough to shock the man.
He turned his head, chatted with the man next to him for a few words, and then called the bartender.
“Who is the owner of that photo?”
The bartender was calm and collected. In just three days since the photo was put up, more than a hundred people have asked him who the woman in the photo is and if he has contact information.
Even made a move to give him a generous tip.
The bartender kept smiling: "This is a photo that a photographer accidentally captured. Since he had no money to pay for it, he mortgaged the photo. As for the person in the photo, we don't know who the person in the photo is, and we don't have contact information."
The man looked serious and asked, "When did you hang it up?"
“Three days ago.”
“What does the photographer look like? Do you remember?”
The bartender looked embarrassed. After thinking about it, he shook his head and apologized: "Sorry, I don't remember. But one thing I can tell you is that this beautiful woman was photographed on the island of Bali not long ago. Before."
not long ago?
The two men looked at each other, paid the bill, and left in a hurry.
Back at the hotel, the man immediately made an international call with a respectful and humble tone, "Master, we saw Miss Cecilia..."
(End of this chapter)
