Jolie fiddled with her phone, trying to find the perfect angle for a good photo.
Less than ten minutes later, there was a knock on the private dining room door.
“Come in,” Gavin said calmly.
A man in a tailored suit entered, holding a professional camera in his hand.
Jolie looked at him in confusion. “Who’s this?”
Gavin replied, “He’s an excellent photographer, a first-place winner in an international photography competition. Let him take your photos.”
“What?” Jolie blinked in disbelief, glancing between the man and Gavin.
So, because she complained about his lack of photography skills, he brought in someone with top-tier skills? And not just anyone—a world champion?
Oh, dear!
Jolie was suddenly at a loss for words. She opened her mouth but struggled to find the right thing to say. After a moment, she stammered, “Uh… actually, it’s not necessary.”
“Not taking pictures anymore?” Gavin asked.
Jolie shook her head. “No, I’m not. I’m hungry.”
Having someone else tak
