No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1325

Chapter 1325 Someone Is Causing Trouble Here

After hanging up on Linda, Nicole came to the underground exit of the airport.

She had just hailed a cab when her cell phone rang again.

She assumed it was Linda again.

She answered without glancing at her phone. "Linda Benett, do you not understand English? Are you not done?"

She disliked people who rambled, even more so if it was Linda.

She would even have an impulse to hit Linda if Linda was before her.

But she didn't know that it wasn't Linda’s voice on her phone.

It was her good friend, Poppy Wilbank.

"Linda? It's Lollipop. Isn't Linda dead?"

Nicole's gaze froze. "I called you the wrong name. Didn't I tell you I was going to Moranta? What's up?"

Nicole's tightly furrowed brows only relaxed when she heard her best friend's voice.

But she had been affected by Linda and wasn't in a good mood.

"I listened to your chatter and realized you've been in a bad mood recently, so I got you a table at Stowaway Bar. Enjoy yourself tonight."

As expected of her good friend, who was so considerate.

"Sure enough, you know me best. I'll look for you once I'm back."

"Okay. Have fun, and have a good night."

Poppy didn't tell Nicole that other than booking a table for her at Stowaway Bar, Poppy had also booked a particular service!

When all was said and done, Poppy was her best friend and understood her best.

She usually liked to go to places like these in a bad mood to relax.

When the time came, Nicole arrived at Stowaway Bar on time.

Stowaway Bar was in the city center of Moranta. It was decorated lavishly, and there were many people there.

Poppy had booked the best spot for her, a booth on the deck. She could look down at everything in the lounge.

Moreover, snacks and beverages were included.

But she never imagined that three different male models would appear simultaneously.

"Alright."

The server complied with Nicole since she didn't want a refund.

Without the three male models, Nicole sat in the deck booth, and her gaze fell on the lounge downstairs.

The lounge was lively and noisy. The people on the dancefloor swayed, undisturbed.

Nicole suddenly noticed a man.

He was in golden-brown sportswear as he sat on a genuine leather couch.

When their gazes met, the man raised the glass in his hand toward her.

This startled Nicole. She quickly looked away.

She never thought the man would come over.

The man was very tall and had a handsome appearance.

"Hello, pretty lady."

The man greeted her and sat across from her in the deck booth.