Chapter 89. Way Out

Trisha admits that her client's words were undeniably correct. Even with Mister Vero around, although he was in his booth waiting for the service girl to get his drinks in such a short time, even considered it being into a chaotic situation.

"I understand," Trisha politely replied as she followed Denny Vero's movements preparing to leave the place. She secured her dress' ribbons were tied tightly so as not to reveal the only piece of cloth she was wearing beneath it.

"Let's go," Denny wound his right arm around her waist as they walked out of the booth. But as the knot of ribbon on her dress was to her left side, Trisha had her arms crossed above her midways. One hand held Denny's wrist on her right side, while the other was tightly holding the knot of her dress ribbons.

The two walked out of the booth like a sweet couple with the man so sweetly securing the girl in his embrace, while the girl was a picture of abashed and timid as they seemed to display public affe