Michelle blinked and stuttered, "Uh..I..I.. Actually, it's like this.."
Everyone listened earnestly. Miriam, in particular, was trying to guess what Michelle had up her sleeves.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I was trying to expose my sister to these sort of places more, but it was for her own good! So I bluffed her, making up a Ron character who dumped me because of another girl.."
Ron and Tavia were lost for words. They had never came across such a foolish person.
On the other hand, Wallace and Daniel sympathized Michelle greatly.
"I'm so sorry," Michelle squinted her eyes which were compressed by guilt.
"Michelle, how could you!" Miriam gasped in disbelief. "Making use of my weaknesses to trick me into this. Are you fooling me! This is unpardonable!" she huffed away in anger.
"Sis!" Michelle tried catching up, but she knew it was no use. At this point of time, Miriam won't reason with her. All she needed was time to cool down. Michelle made her way back to the bar.
She raised her hands, indicating the bartender for a glass of wine. In the blink of an eye, a glass of orange liquid lay in front of her.
"Wine does no good," a young man said, as he gulped down the red wine she had ordered. "Orange juice is better. Has lots of vitamins, you know?"
"Wallace." Giving a warm smile, he stretched out his right hand and offered for a handshake.
"Michelle." she returned the kind offer. "Sorry about just now, I didn't mean to.."
"Understood" Wallace gave a friendly smile. "I owe you a glass of red wine," he smirked.
Without further ado, Michelle placed something in front of him and left the crowd.
Wallace couldn't help but let out a chuckle. It was a pink laminated namecard, with a picture of her and a Crayon Shin-Chan character. Beside those two were some numbers. 'Interesting. I guess she's always prepared to give out her number. Must be used to it, haha.'
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"WHAT?!" he stormed. His face was filled with rage.
"Mr Wu, please simmer down." the detective said.
"Carry on investigating. You'll be handsomely rewarded. I want everything to be unveiled as soon as possible, do I get that clear!" Francis ordered.
"Yes, Mr Wu."
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A slap went right across his face. The sun shone down; it was a bright red. Her tears were glittering like the famous stardust you hear about in fairytales. No one could understand how hurt she was. Four years of relationship; she put her best and treasured every moment with him. Was he just going to give it up like this? Was it really the end?
"I'm sorry, Tavia." Ron turned around and left.
She could only watch helplessly as his shadow vagued by the second.
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