My Fair Stunner

Chapter 21 So Pitiful

Chapter 21 So Pitiful

Colin said "chance encounter" meaningfully. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Faye showed a natural expression, but Galen, who was standing beside her, blushed.

Galen felt guilty. When she saw Colin and Faye looking at each other, she felt like she was watching a

fight between big shots

Mr. Blake knew Colin's romantic temperament and worried that he would frighten Faye. He smiled and

comforted Faye, "Don't be afraid. He is exactly what he is, but he's not bad."

Faye smiled, "Okay."

Mr. Blake had aged after all. Seeing Colin come, he just wanted to watch a good show, "Colin, go play

two rounds with the young girl."

Colin raised his eyebrows at Faye, "Dare to play with me?"

Faye smiled and said nothing, but her hands holding the club was about to move.

Colin noticed Faye's small movements and stepped forward to take the club from Mr. Blake's hand. He

walked behind Faye and said with a chuckle, "Play hard. If you win over me, I'll help you deal with Mr.

Blake."

Faye's hand froze. She looked back at Colin and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear,

"Really?"

Colin raised his hand and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, "When did I lie to you?"

Faye was speechless.

Colin seemed to come to his senses, "Oh, once, in bed."

Faye said nothing.

Colin said casually with a faint smile, "I said I was going to stop, but I didn't stop."

Faye took a deep breath and walked away.

In the following competition, they played 18 holes. Faye tried her best but finally fell behind.

Colin looked at her with the club and stepped forward. He wrapped one arm around her waist from

behind as she hit the last ball, and landed his other hand on the club in her hand.

"You've been playing for so long, but you haven't made any progress at all."

"Stick your feet together, tilt your left foot slightly, and shift your weight on your left foot," Colin

whispered to Faye with a cigarette between his teeth. Faye's body became somehow tense, but she

didn't dare to fight back because of Mr. Blake's presence.

Faye hit the final ball beautifully, accurately, and perfectly.

But Faye had been too far behind Colin. Her perfect ball could not play a decisive role.

Colin let go of her hand, "You lose."

Faye pursed her lips, "I am willing to admit defeat."

In the end, she failed to take Colin as a shortcut. Faye sweated a little, and she turned and walked

towards Galen.

Galen hurriedly handed over water and a towel, "Mr. Farrell is good at golf!"

Faye took the towel to wipe the sweat, "Yes."

Galen said, "Ms. Nash, what are we going to do next? Are we going..."

Galen's expression suddenly changed, and she carefully tugged at Faye's sleeve, "Ms. Nash, Mason."

Faye heard her words and looked up. Mason came. At this moment, she was standing beside Colin in

a woolen coat. The two looked at each other, talking about something and they looked perfect together.

When Faye retracted her gaze, she adjusted her stance and avoided her deliberately.

Galen was also nervous. She was worried that Mason would make a scene.

"Ms. Nash, is Mason going to make a scene?"

"Yes."

As soon as Faye said it, Mr. Blake said with a smile behind her, "Young girl, we're leaving. See you."

Faye pursed her lips. She had to look back and said goodbye to him at such a time.

Faye clenched the towel in her hand and turned around with a faint smile, "See you."

Mr. Blake smiled and said to Mason, who had just arrived, "This young girl plays very well. She is

almost as good as Colin."

When Mason saw Faye, she was stunned at first. Then she realized what was going on and laughed,

"Ms. Nash, you're taking great pains to replace me."

Faye kept silent.

Mr. Blake heard her words and realized that the two knew each other. He said in surprise, "Mason, you

know this girl?"

Mason sneered, "I know her, Faye Nash, the public relations manager of Farrell Media. She has been

very famous in the past two years. Don't you know her, Mr. Blake?"

Mr. Blake didn't know her. Since he retired from the show business, he had seldom paid attention to

things in that circle.

What was more, Faye was behind the scenes, so he certainly didn't know her.

But when Mason revealed Faye's true identity, Mr. Blake naturally guessed that Faye appeared here

with mixed motives. He turned his head to look at Colin who was wiping his hands and said unhappily,

"She works for you. Do you know her?"

Colin lifted his eyes, looked over, and said calmly with a smile, "I don't."

He distanced Faye from himself.

Galen stood behind Faye with a blushing face. When she looked up at Faye, she found Faye looked

calm as usual.

Since her lie had been exposed, there was no need to disguise herself anymore. Faye turned and

handed the towel in her hand to Galen. Then she stepped forward to introduce herself, "Hello, Mr.

Blake, I'm Faye Nash, the public relations manager of Farrell Media."

Mr. Blake was over 50 this year, and it had been seven or eight years since he retired.

When he was young, he won many awards. Later he chose to quit showbiz for some personal reasons.

He didn't know Faye or her relationship with the Farrells and Colin.

"Faye Nash?" Mr. Blake repeated Faye's name, and the smile on his face became cold, "It's a good

name."

Seeing that Mr. Blake was unhappy, Faye stretched out her hand and said politely, "I'm sorry to meet

you in this way. I'm here mainly to invite you to be a special guest at the Farrell Media annual meeting."

Mr. Blake glanced at Faye's hand and said in a low voice, "I'm too old to stand the excitement. You

should go find other young people!"

With that, Mr. Blake didn't even spare Faye a second glance, turned around, and asked Colin and

Mason to leave.

Watching them turn around, Galen walked up with a blushing face, "Ms. Nash, what should we do

now?"

Faye retracted her hand, "Follow them!"

Galen said, "Follow them?"

Faye nodded, "Yes."

Galen felt embarrassed, "Ms. Nash, is it a good idea?"

Faye turned to look at her and said, "If you're not used to it, go back to the hotel first."

Galen said, "I, I'd better stay with you!"

In the following time, Mr. Blake took Colin and Mason to have dinner. Faye and Galen followed them

and stayed outside the door.

It was a cold day, and the northwest wind was howling. Galen was shivering, and Faye took off her

scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

Galen didn't accept it and said, "Ms. Nash, I'm fine."

Faye helped her tie it up and said softly, "It's okay. I'm not afraid of cold."

Galen was shorter than Faye. Looking up at Faye, she suddenly felt that Faye was so kind and

considerate.

During dinner, Mason deliberately chose a seat by the window and looked at Faye outside the window

with contempt, "Ms. Nash is conscientious and not afraid of the cold at all."

Mr. Blake followed Mason's gaze and said, "This girl is perseverant."

Mason said, "What perseverance? She's annoying."

Mr. Blake smiled and didn't respond to Mason's words. He turned to look at Colin, who was sitting

beside him, "You don't know that girl outside the window?"

Colin raised his eyes and looked out the window. Faye was slender and her face was red with cold and

her eyes were misty... She was so pitiful.