Chapter 88

Alena Wright's face was pretty upset, especially when she saw Waylon Gray.

She quickly walked past, looked him up and down again, frowning, "Why do you dress like this?"

That was the most accurate question, to describe what's happening. The reason why Alena Wright asked such a question was entirely because Waylon Gray was wearing exactly the same clothes as her.

A pink and white, as the sportswear.

Waylon Gray didn't answer the question, his beautiful eyes gleamed, "Why not?"

"This obviously is," before she could continue, she looked at Yves Kelly and Darcy Harrington over as they both looked at them, Alena Wright brutally swallowed her words.

"Obviously what is it?" Waylon Gray asked knowingly, watching the little woman blush to the earlobe, and the corners of his mouth curled up with pleasure.

She's really a careless little fairy.

The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, and Alena Wright didn't know where to place herself.