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Chapter: 804
Bettie smacked her forehead, exclaiming, “I’ll forget it if you don’t tell me! I’ll reach out to
Bradley for those signatures right away.”
Given their closeness with Bradley, it was no trouble asking him for a few autographs.
One of Bettie’s classmates curiously inquired if she knew other famous faces, clearly
hoping to gather more autographs.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLuckily, Sabrina chimed in just in time, or else Bettie would have been swamped with
requests.
Upon checking Facebook, Bettie noticed a friend request.
When she glanced at it, she spotted an unfamiliar Facebook account with a cat profile
picture and the name “Long Time No See.”
The accompanying message was blank.
Bettie wasn’t a fan of people who beat around the bush and completely ignored him.
She then messaged Bradley, sending him an emoji and writing, “Bradley, could you spare
some autographs for me? My classmates are eager.
Thanks! *
Bradley’s response came promptly. “Sure thing. When will you collect them?”
“Hmm. Would the Golden Phoenix Performing Art Awards ceremony work?”
Bettie proposed.
She was to be a featured makeup artist for the event. It was a rarity for celebrities to have
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdedicated makeup artists for such occasions.
Bradley was expected to be present that day too.
“Sounds good,” Bradley replied.
Exiting the hospital room, she headed towards the parking area.
Scanning the vicinity, her eyes caught what Looked like a familiar figure, possibly Tyrone.
By the time she focused, the figure had already vanished around a corner.
Was Tyrone sick?
Shaking off the thought, Sabrina approached her car and unlocked it.
She hopped into the driver’s seat and opened the car door. Instead of firing up the engine,
she pulled out her phone and gazed at the screen.