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Chapter: 566
The building showcased the Gothic style. Its soaring sharp tower boasted clear lines,
exuding a simple yet solemn aura. Magnificent round windows and pillars adorned the
structure. Two figures stood on either side, adding to the grandeur of the scene.
Unburdening her of the shopping bags, Aylin gestured towards Sabrina and instructed,
“Sabrina, you can take the photos for her.”
Although a professional photographer herself, Aylin perceived Sabrina’s lack of
enthusiasm and wished to engage her more in their activities.
“Go ahead, Sabrina. Take a picture for me!” Before Sabrina could refuse, Bettie had
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtalready pressed the phone into her hand.
Sabrina had no option but to capture a few photos of Bettie.
“Wow!” Bettie’s eyes sparkled as she reviewed the pictures. “Sabrina, you’re talented!”
Aylin nodded appreciatively at the photos. “Sabrina, with skills Like these, you should be
our personal photographer throughout the trip!”
“What?” Sabrina furrowed her brows in confusion.
Bettie, enthusiastic about the idea, chimed in, “Yes, Aylin has a point! You will be our
exclusive photographer! And you can’t refuse. If you don’t wish to be photographed
yourself, you can take photos for us! instead!”
“Alright,” Sabrina agreed.
She reasoned with herself that diverting her attention to something else could be
beneficial.
Their dinner took place in a dining establishment selected by Bettie based on positive
online reviews, renowned for its delectable cuisine.
The restaurant was teeming with tourists like themselves, catered to by bilingual staff who
could communicate in English
After ordering an assortment of side dishes, they proceeded to collect the condiments.
Out of nowhere, Sabrina was bumped by a stranger.
As she turned around, she met the gaze of a young man whose face flushed with
embarrassment. “Sorry. I’m so sorry. It was unintentional.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpon following his gaze, Sabrina noticed that her attire was stained with sauce.
“Don’t worry about it,” Sabrina reassured him, returning to her seat to dab at the stain
with a few tissues. The sauce left a visible brown mark on her pristine white jacket.
The young man, appearing hopeful, followed her back and asked, “Pardon me, miss. Are
you a tourist here?”
Startled, Sabrina confirmed, “Yes.”
“From abroad?”
“Yes.”
“May I have your number? Let me know the cleaning costs for your jacket. If the stain
persists, I’LL compensate you.”
“No, it’s not necessary,” Sabrina replied.
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