Loving You In Secret novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168

"Vicky, over here."

The man's voice was deep and melodious, much like the sound of a cello. Instantly, Vicky recognized that voice. It was Mister Kirby.

Vicky walked to the corner where he sat...and he looked rather suspicious.

The light in the room was not very bright. Mister Kirby was leaning on the sofa in a very elegant posture with a hint of laziness.

Vicky then said, "Mister Kir-"

Suddenly, the man reached out and pulled her to his side, much to her shock. Before she could struggle and protest, his husky voice rang next to her ear. "Miss Shaw, please do me a favor."

He tried to talk softly and lightly. Although he was very close to her, he still maintained a distance that would not bring discomfort to Vicky. "Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?"

Vicky realized something was not right. "Did you call me here today at this time just because of this?"

He said in a low voice, "Miss Shaw, do you see those women over there?"

Vicky glanced and noticed a few beautiful women with good temperaments. They did not look like they were escorts.

"It was supposed to be a gathering between me and my friends," explained Mister Kirby, "but they kept it from me and brought women over, insisting on finding me a girlfriend.’

After a pause, he continued, "Before this, they kept on asking me to get a girlfriend, and I tried to avoid them. So, they did a sneak attack by bringing those women. They insist that I should choose one today.

Cece curiously looked at the man. He was very handsome, though seemingly impish altogether. The way he spoke and moved suggested he was a gentleman from a prestigious family.

This explained why Vicky was so sure Mister Kirby was not a fake when she questioned her about it. This man did not look like that kind of person based on the way he talked and moved.

Cece smiled at the man politely. "Hello, Mister Kirby. My name is Cece. I'm Vicky's assistant and friend.’

The man showed her a welcome sign. 'Please sit. Since you're Vicky's friend, it means you're my friend too. My friends are quite rowdy, though. I'm going to apologize first if you're uncomfortable being together with us."

Cece glanced at the other people in the room. Those men were not bad- looking. They were dressed in branded attire and looked like playboys, but they were not perverts and did not touch the woman beside them. Their conversations were not crass, either.

As the saying went, birds of a feather flocked together.