Thompson looked at the abstract mess in her hand, and his brows softened, in a way she’d never seen. He allowed her to take the mud with her to Baleney.
Something definitely needed to be prepared before they headed off. Julie had to prepare the daily necessities for herself.
The new clothes in the closet were extremely expensive. It would be flaunting to wear these with the crew. So she consulted Thompson, then went out shopping, carrying a small backpack.
Just outside the villa, she saw a man cross the road, and head towards her.
The man who stood in front of her was Andrew. When she saw the familiar and handsome face, she clenched the straps of her backpack.
When he saw her appear, he strode closer. Her long hair was twisted up in a bun. She wasn’t the same hipp
