Come With Me

Chapter 58 Another Robbie

Spencer didn't say anything more. He gave me some time to be alone since I came back home.

When we arrived at the villa, Spencer took out a few books from his suitcase and said, "I had planned to mail them to you, but I decided to come back on the spur of the moment. So I brought them to you in person."

I took several books from Spencer and said, "thank you."

"Why do you like fashion design?"

Spencer suddenly asked me.

"I fell in love with that kind of atmosphere when I helped Rosie. I fell in love with the image when she stood on the stage and talked. She became the center of attention wherever she went. I can see the admiration in others' eyes."

"There are many different ways to attract people's attention and appreciation. You don't have to choose this."

"That's all I knew back then."

Taking a look at his wristwatch, Spencer said, "It's getting late. Go to bed early. I will meet Robbie at the law office tomorrow and then take a plane directly from there. After that, I will leave without saying goodbye to you."

"Why are you in such a hurry? When will you come back next time? "

"It's not decided yet. It depends on the progress of the case there. Now it's easy to travel, and maybe I can suddenly come back like today for a few days."

"Okay, have a good rest."

Then Spencer turned around and walked to his bedroom. But after a few steps, he turned around and said seriously, "I have some advice for you."

"Please go ahead."

"First of all, if you majored in design, you wouldn't have bothered to come up with a diploma. However, if you want to have some attainments and don't take the initiative to learn something about fashion, fashion. Fashion elements and how to match clothes at present will be your only goal. Perhaps the things you designed will only be the entertainment of yourself."

Hearing Spencer's words, I lowered my head and looked at my clothes. Although these clothes were bought for me by Robbie, they looked good on me and every time I saw Michelle, I could feel an invisible sense of inferiority.

"Thanks for your reminder. I'll be more careful in the future."

Spencer licked his lips, hesitated for a while and said, "Second, maybe you don't want to hear it. I also know that this kind of thing is not something that can be controlled if you know it in your heart. Don't love impossible people. If you have a crush on someone you can't love, you should try to give up. Although I know it's hard, I really don't want to see another Robbie."

Then, Spencer entered the bedroom. I quietly looked at the closed door and fell into silence.

I knew exactly what Spencer said and I knew he was right. But at this moment, Rogelio's name and the marriage certificate constantly came into my mind.

The next day, when I got up, I saw that Spencer had already left.

Lucy found me when I arrived at the company.

"The shooting was arranged in the tomorrow morning. I have chosen samples for the scenes to be shot. You can go directly to the company tomorrow morning. The company won't send someone to follow you. There will be professional personnel to take care of the samples."

"Okay, I know."

Lucy patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous then. Just relax. There will always be a first time for a person."

"Thank you."

"Oh, by the way, I heard that you're an apprentice of singing and dancing, haven't you?"

I nodded to Lucy, "yes."

"Then I will arrange for you. After your shoot is smoothly tomorrow, you can go downstairs if you have no business to come here. Our company has hired professional teachers to give some professional tutors, such as music, dancing and acting. If you devote yourself to study, you can learn a lot, which is helpful for your future work. We also have the professional gym, you can go too if you have nothing to do. You will never suffer losses in this circle if you shape a beautiful figure. "

"Thank you, Lucy."

"You don't have to thank me for that. As a member of the company, everyone is almost welcomed by this treatment. Well, I have something else to do. I have to go."

As soon as Lucy left, one of my colleagues came up to me and asked curiously, "When there is something needed to tell us, Shaw is the person who usually does it but why when it comes to you, Lucy does it? After all, she is Mr. Xia's secretary. She doesn't bother to deal with such trifles."

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It seemed that I deliberately concealed it from her. The colleague pouted and went back to her seat with dissatisfaction.

I lowered my head and looked at my script. Although it was just a scene.

When I came out of the company, I saw Vann's car again. This time, instead of going to the bus station to make an encounter, he waited for me at the entrance of the company.

"Sir Van, you can tell me what you want to know about me. You don't have to work so hard. If I have anything to say, I will try my best to cooperate with you."

"Please don't call me as Sir Van. You can just call my name directly. I know I've brought you much trouble these two days. If you are interested, I'll take you to meet a person."

Vann looked at me, licking his lips as if he was waiting for my answer.

In fact, I am also curious about what Vann was thinking about these two days. After all, his name and his background had long gone away from my life. Although it is not important, he could easily arouse my interest.

I opened the door and got on Vann's car.

"Who are you taking me to meet?"

"You will know when we get there."

"I don't think I want to see Xeon or Rosy Mu now."

"Not them."

As Vann spoke, he stepped harder on the gas. He looked more serious than frivolous.

I was driving on a road I'm not familiar with and finally stopped in front of a common residential area.

"Where are we?"

"My mom lives here."

"Your mother? Why did you take me here? "

"You'll know very soon."

Vann said and led the way.

"Since we are going to meet the elder, it's not good to empty hands."

Vann looked back at me and said, "You're welcome. My mother is waiting for you."

I hesitated for a while and followed behind Vann, but I still couldn't figure out why he took me to see his mother.

When we came to the second floor, the door of one room had been opened before Vann knocked on it.

A woman in her fifties was standing at the door, and she was staring at me with her bright eyes escape Vann.

"Mom, this is Jasmine."

The woman nodded, "I know. She's like her."

"Aunt"

"Hey, come on in."

Vann's mom held my hand heart-heated and I saw that she lacked a little finger when she held my hand.