Chapter 33 Being Photographed
"Hussey is fine. Thank you for your concern."
Marico smiled, hovering between warmth and maturity, which made him look particularly handsome and charming.
Suddenly, he thought of something,
"Have you had dinner yet? Would you like to have dinner with me?"
Dana Roosevelt was going to refuse, but it was hard to refuse Hussey's own brother, so he had no choice but to say yes.
"Well, thank you, Marico!"
Dining Room.
Although Marico was a rich second generation, it was not the kind of rich second generation without brains. Like Hussey, they were very thoughtful and they studied well.
The restaurant where he brought her to was not just a resplendent restaurant, but a private with stylish Delicacies. It was not only expensive but also tasteful.
Dana followed him in.
Who knew not a second, she saw a face that she did not want to see most.
"What's the matter?" Noticing that her face didn't look right, Marico said thoughtfully.
Dana shook her head hurriedly. "No, it's nothing. Marico, let's go."
When Walker Herbert was eating, he saw a familiar figure coming in the door.
The man looked coldly towards the door, and sure enough, the girl stood there.
There was a new man next to her.
Ah, there were a lot of men around her.
Walker's pretty face sank a little at the thought.
He subconsciously paid attention to which box she went to, and his face did not change, but in his heart, he had obviously decided that he would not let her go.
......
Dana left with a figure running away and went to the box on the second floor.
Marico looked at her like this and asked, "What's the matter, Dana, are you hiding from someone?" He asked as she grabbed him by his clothes.
Dana knew that Marico is smart and a doctor who graduated from MIT, so she decided to just tell the truth.
"Oh, it's nothing really. I think I saw my teacher downstairs just now. I didn't dare to say hello, so I left a little fast."
"Oh?" Marico listened and said, "Didn't you dare? Why didn't you dare?"
"I don't know, maybe it's because of poor grades I received from him." Dana Roosevelt said as she was taking a sip of milk tea. She just hid her guilt.
She had to say that the taste of this Delicacies was different, and every detail highlighted the style of the Mexican aristocracy. Even the music was extremely enjoyable.
Dana's cell phone suddenly rang in the middle of the meal.
This mobile phone was also newly bought for her by Walker, and there was only Walker's number in it. As soon as she saw that it was him, she calmly went out of the box to answer the phone.
However, as soon as her foot stepped out of the room, Dana was pulled by a big hand.
Dana was so scared that she wanted to scream, but luckily she held back in time. Only the cell phone in the palm of her hand was still vibrating.
Walker grabbed her and unhurriedly cut off the phone.
Looking straight at her, he said,
"Dana, I really underestimate you. After what happened, do you still have time to eat here?"
Dana was frightened in the first place, but now when she heard what he said, she didn't understand it even more.
"What?"
The man sneered.
He took out his cell phone and put it in front of her without expression.
Dana looked at the pictures on the screen, and the next second, the whole person became dull.
This.
This was not.
Was it in the underpass, when the pervert assaulted her?
Why was there a picture?
"What's going on?"
"Oh."
The man overflowed a syllable to Dana in his arrogant throat. She couldn't bear it any longer and snatched his cell phone directly.