Unlocking his phone Vincent was astounded to see Hazel's name at the top of the logged calls when he opened the call log.
"..."
Hazel shook her head in dismay and heaved out a deep sigh," Now that you know you called me, how about we leave?" she asked.
Vincent turned his eyes towards Hazel and saw her give him a gentle look.
"However, I would like to talk," Vincent sulked, casting a serious glance at Hazel.
Hazel wasn't someone who got swayed by any man, because she believed she had control over her emotions and life. However, things did not work out that way with Vincent.
She felt a twinge of familiarity from Vincent's pleading gaze, but she quickly shook her head, refuting all those fleeting thoughts.
'Hazel, what is wrong with you? You shouldn't get distracted.'
Just as Hazel was about to give herself a mental lecture, a seductive woman entered the private room through the sliding door.
