Lindsey hastened her steps strolling away from Sharon. She looked around getting worried and impatient as she looked around for her chauffeur. She grabbed her phone from her purse and made to call him but then she remembered she didn't take his number earlier after he had assured her that he would stick around the venue. Lindsey inhaled deeply cursing at him and blaming herself for believing his crock lie. Who was she supposed to call now? she didn't know anyone in Paris and don't even know how far her hostel was from the venue. She fluttered her lashes clicking on the Google map, at least the internet has made it easy for them, even if she didn't know what to do but she still decided to know how far she was from her hostel. "Stranded?" Miguel asked staring at her, just as usual, he had his charming and breathtaking smile plastered on his face and Lindsey couldn't help being mesmerized by it. "I can't find my chauffeur," Lindsey said shifting her gaze from him back to her phone. Aft

Lindsey walked out of the royal hotel putting on a white dress matched with a pair of a black court shoes, she had a hat on her head and was putting on a sunshade which made her look like a medieval princess couple with the fact that she was putting on a white and black scribed hand glove. Miguel was stunned for the moment, drooling at Lindsey's beauty, never had he seen medieval wear look so good on someone in such modern age. "You look_" he paused as his eyes trailed over her body and his lips covered in a satisfying smile. He lifted his head and meet Lindsey's eyes on him "Good" he completed the sentence nodding his head. "Thanks, you aren't looking bad yourself," Lindsey managed to say snapping out of her thought, she had been wondering why Miguel was looking at her in such a manner, she thought her dress wasn't good for the event but then his last word proved her wrong. "But why would he be staring at her?" Lindsey couldn't help but wonder. She glanced at Miguel as he helped her

Lindsey sat at the first class session of the plan, she had a headset over her head and her eyes were shut as she listened to the song. The plane left an hour ago so in less than one hour they would be arriving New York. Her phone beeped and she opened her eyes to check her phone. It was a message from Miguel. She had been so busy the previous day that she forgot to reply to his messages even after reading them. Lindsey Inhaled deeply checking the last four messages "Hi, why aren't you replying to my text am I disturbing you," "Should I come and drive you to the airport" "Good night, I hope by tomorrow you would reply to the text" "I came to the hotel and the receptionist said you left very early, I still have a few things to settle here in Paris so we would see when I return, Save journey and please text me when you get there, my regards to Keith and the rest of the Winslow family" Lindsey inhaled deeply feeling very guilty. She didn't intentionally keep his messages on reading but s

Lindsey walked into the Winslow Conglomerate looking lavishly, Joyce had made sure that she looked elegant and outstanding just like the chairwoman Georgina had instructed her. Every staff that walked passed her admired her while bowing respectfully at her. She was putting on a limited edition Louis Vuitton white gown which had a slit reaching almost her thigh. She had black heels to match and a black Louis Vuitton bag, she even had a change of hairstyle. Everything she was putting on screamed lots of money and obviously not something a regular person could afford. "Oh, glad you are early, the meeting would start in ten minutes," Georgina said immediately after Lindsey walked into her office. Lindsey nodded her head without saying anything as she sat down. "Oh least I forget, how did your husband, receive the news and have you checked yet to confirm," Georgina asked. Lindsey stared at her with a flash smile plastered on her face. How was she going to tell Georgina that she and Keit

"You?" Lindsey blinked her eye trying to get the piece together. "What are you doing here?" Lindsey asked surprised. Williams sneered walking towards his seat. He shakes his head vigorously wondering what she was doing there. After she ran out of his room the other night, he never thought he would see her again even though he wished he would. "Why would you be asking me that? I think that should be my line, not yours" Williams said now sitting. Lindsey rolled her eyes, were they in a movie set or a fairytale story? Why would he be talking about lines? "I'm serious, what are you doing here?" Lindsey paused as something hit her. "Are you stalking me?" She blurted making Williams burst into a peal of uncontrollable laughter. Lindsey sat patiently waiting for him to get done with his laughter and answer her question. "You got to be kidding me, why would I be doing such a thing?" Williams said in between laughter. "I work here as a volunteer doctor, I come from time to time to check on t