"My agent has great taste."
Faye Vaughn sat down, smiling at the two young men across from her.
The two young men blushed to the tips of their ears under her gaze and stammered, "Miss Vaughn… you're so beautiful."
Faye Vaughn replied graciously, "Thank you. Don't be so formal. Go get whatever you want to eat. Food is meant to be enjoyed."
She took the lead and went to the food area to find her favorite dishes.
What a coincidence.
In the seafood section, she saw Wyatt Hawthorne.
Beside him was an unfamiliar foreign man.
A business associate, by the looks of it.
Faye Vaughn held a white porcelain plate, the corners of her lips curling into a faint smile.
She didn't go over to greet him. Instead, she picked out a few of her favorite seafood items and returned to her seat.
As she ate, she chatted and laughed cheerfully with the two young men.
A few tables away, Wyatt Hawthorne caught sight of her by chance and subconsciously furrowed his brows.
'Faye Vaughn?'
