Chapter 9 DutyJORDAN'S POV
I least expected to see her on the plane. I heard someone talk about not wanting to believe that someone was trailing her and opened my eyes. Who was talking and to whom? But the fellow I saw was that lady from the previous day. She? Not again! I looked at her and saw her sit properly adjusting herself and putting her dark shade on. Why do I have to meet her again? Was it a mere coincidence or our paths kept lying together? A weak grin appeared on my lips. I told her I wouldn't mind trailing her.
But she suddenly became reserved. As if she wasn't the one who spoke a few minutes ago. She became cold and aloof. Her lips were pouted and she completely ignored me. I looked at her carefully. I wasn't doing it in such a way that she wouldn't know. I wanted her to see
