Chapter 117. Doubt He Is Still the Same

Avery’s POV

I start to turn around when I catch a figure seated at a table far away from the entrance where I stood. I immediately know this is the person I am to meet. My feet move and I stop when I am in front of the table.

I can’t see the person’s face but I am convinced she is a woman. A black fashion hat and dark sunglasses cover half of her face so I don’t recognize her. I can tell she is wealthy from the expensive handbag placed on the table beside her cup of coffee. Her neck is adorned with a pearl necklace and her dress, a black feathers ball gown, peeks above the table and I immediately imagine her wearing black net hand gloves just to complete the look.

I can feel her eyes assessing me behind the huge sunglasses and for some unknown reason, I placed my hands protectively around my abdomen.

I was beginning to grow impatient with the silence. “Are you the person who messaged me?”

She doesn’t answer and raise the cup of coffee t