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[Part. 12]
Three days have passed with Kenzo stubbornly refusing to return to New York City. It actually infuriated Jess because of Kenzo's presence, she couldn't move around freely. There was always something she had to deal with along with the guy. Including... oh God! Jess felt like hitting the guy on the head with her collection of heels.
Enjoying her time around Beverly Hills where that agenda had once been brought up. Back then. And now, Kenzo had executed it without hesitation. He said, "Back then wasn't the right time to invite you, Lyn. Now you can't refuse. You have to accept."
"Mr. Annoyingly Persistent, now?"
Kenzo just chuckled.
"Do I need to bring clothes?"
The man paused. When Jess walked while checking the contents of her bag, it wasn't because of the clothes the girl was wearing, but more because of the question that implied... they were on a date. Spending a lot of time outside with many conversations Kenzo had prepared, more focused on pull
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