70

At eight oclock, in the box of the S. Restaurant.

"Nora, it's eight o'clock. Why hasn't Liam come yet? Are you sure he will come?" Yolanda darted a look at her watch and watched Nora

anxiously.

Nora was fixing her make up to the mirror and said, "Wait patiently. Maybe there is a traffic jam on the road."

"Nora, Liam is so clever. Can he believe our explanation about that things?" Yolanda

nervously kept grabbing her hands.

"If..."

Nora coldly closed the make-up mirror and stared at Yolanda, "There's no if!"

"Oh, don't be angry, Nora. I'm just not so confident." See Nora was angry, Yolanda quickly explained.

Nora drew back her angry face, picked up the perfume and gently sprayed it on her wrist, then slowly rubbed it to her neck. She said, "Don't panic, you just follow my instructions, and I'll fix everything else."

"Even if he doesn't believe it, I have my secret weapon."

Yolanda felt better when she heard this.

At this time, here came a massage in Nora's phone.

And it was from Liam.

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