At 9:30 AM, Esme arrived in New York and she looked around searching for her brother. Then, she saw a card with her name. She smiled and strode toward his direction but she stopped when a woman beside him is clinging in his arm.
She pressed her lips and just walked toward them.
"How's the flight?" Laurence asked.
"It's great." She said.
"By the way, Alexis, this is Esme. Esme, Alexis."
Alix the blonde girl smiled at her.
"Hi."
She's tall and has that body to die for and she's beautiful.
"Hi." Esme greeted back.
"Laurence said a lot about you. And he's right, you are adorable."
Adorable? She asked her mind if she heard it right. Somehow, she didn't want to see Laurence or Alexis together. She didn't want to see them both.
"Oh, I—I," She looked at Laurence. "Can I go to my penthouse now?"
