Chapter 3 Classy Performer

Use!

The paper bag containing a pair of shoes that was in Aline's right hand fell when she accidentally collided with someone, even though it only hit her right shoulder. Meanwhile, the paper bag in his left hand remained safe in his hand.

At first, Aline wasn't focused on the road; she looked at the paper bag containing shoes for her daughter Salsa with a happy expression because she couldn't wait to see her daughter's response when she came home with new shoes for the second time.

"I'm sorry."

In his typical deep voice, the man, who had been looking down at his paper bag, which had fallen down, suddenly raised his head.

'Handsome, he looks like he's also rich, thought Aline, assessing the man who had just bumped into her. Looking at the person's clothes and appearance, it seemed that the man was not much older than her.

As a result of being too focused on assessing the man who had hit her, Aline didn't realize that the man had picked up her paper bag, which had fallen.

"Here, once again, I apologize for bumping into you," said the man, making Aline raise her head again, which had previously been lowered due to daydreaming for a moment.

"I should be the one apologizing because I didn't look ahead," replied Aline with a smile. Before she smiled, the man who had bumped into her had already fallen silent in amazement at the sight of her very, very enchanting face in his eyes.

Seeing that the man in front of her was silent and lost in thought, Aline smiled a little smugly. 'He must be fascinated by me, tsk! There's no doubting my charm!' he thought to himself, boasting. What was actually true was that the man was fascinated by her beauty.

'Did I make him my next target after Pram?' innerline with her usual ideas after she met a man who looked established and rich.

"Hey!" After a few seconds, Aline decided to alert the man in front of her by waving her hand in front of the man's face. Aline didn't feel at all embarrassed or nervous about being stared at so closely by this man because she was used to it.

"Oh yeah, sorry, I was daydreaming," replied the man awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck, which didn't itch.

Seeing this, Aline smiled and clicked several times in her heart, knowing that the man in front of her was embarrassed and nervous. "Then, if that's the case, I'll excuse myself; once again, I'm sorry for not seeing the road that resulted in you hitting me," said the woman, deliberately trying to test the man in front of her.

'If he prevents me from going, then I will continue with my plan; if not, then bye-bye; why bother approaching someone who is indifferent?' thought Aline with her own plan.

"Hey wait!"

Aline, who was about to turn around and almost walk away from the man, didn't hear the sound. "Yes, why?" Aline asked calmly, raising one of her eyebrows, in contrast to her heart, which smiled triumphantly when the man stopped her as if he were already interested in her.

"Can I get to know you?" asked the man, to which Aline nodded happily.

"Yes."

Immediately, the man stretched out his right hand in front of Aline. The master looked at it for a moment before shaking the strong hand. "I'm Fiandra Admiral, you?" said the man, introducing himself by that name.

"I'm Rauline Jennifer, commonly called Aline," replied Aline with her charming, sweet smile.

"Greetings, yes," Andra said again before their handshake was released.

"By the way, come here yourself?" asked the man, starting to start a conversation while they were still standing near the exit of the mall, on the first floor, to be precise.

Aline nodded. "You yourself?" Aline asked back.

Andra looked silent for a moment, making Aline's brows furrow, and she felt a little suspicious of the man. 'It seems like he already has a family and is here with his wife, but what's the problem with me? If he's interested in me, it's up to him. What's lucky is that I'll be there too, to hell if I'm labeled a prostitute,' thought Aline, who was very relaxed and thought this was trivial.

Whether Aline is someone who is too indifferent to other people's words or what, this woman has never been shaken by other people's words or ridicule about her being an actor or destroyer of other people's homes.

Because previously, the woman had had several relationships with a married man and even had children. But Aline was very stupid about this; even though she felt that she was being cheated on, she still didn't think about the feelings of the woman who was the wife of the man who made her his mistress.

Aline is only indifferent because she doesn't fully intend to steal someone's husband; she only drains some of their wealth. that too Whenever she had relationships with men, she never touched too much; maybe she just hugged and kissed, except on the lips. Aline was able to control her prey because she made an agreement first.

The story is different from her ex-husband, who cheated on her with another woman who had the intention of stealing her husband; even her ex-husband and his mistress did what a husband and wife should do.

"Yes, I'm alone; coincidentally, I just arrived and wanted to buy some things," replied Andra after a few seconds of silence with Aline, who was also lost in thought for a moment.

Aline nodded, even though she already knew from Andra's movements that the man was lying to her. Aline only carried out Andra's goal of lying to her.

"Can I have your cell phone number?"

'Base! Unfaithful! It seems like all men are the same!' thought Alinesqueak, cursing Andra in his heart.

The woman couldn't help but nod, but before that, she was silent for a moment, as if thinking; she thought she should look a little expensive here so that she wouldn't look like an easy woman by looking like she was cradling Andra's question.

Aline's behavior unknowingly made Andra even more fascinated by the woman, who now looked elegant just by acting like she was thinking.

"Yes, where's your cellphone? I'll type in my number," replied Aline.

Hearing it makes another smile happily, as if he had the green light to get closer to Aline in the position of not knowing Aline's status. He happily handed over his cell phone.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry; I'll go first," continued Aline after she typed the number on Andra's cell phone.

"See you again, Andra," said Aline in response to a wave and a sweet smile from Andra.

"Thanks!" Andra said it a little louder.

Without Aline realizing it, she had been bumping into and chatting with a foreign man who had become acquainted with her. Someone was watching them from a distance, and this person was none other than Pram's personal driver, who had been assigned by the man himself to watch over Aline.

"The boss must know this," muttered Pram's personal driver before running out of the mall before Aline reached the parking lot first.