Chapter 15 The Little Mole
Soon, I became calm.
Over the past half year, I made some minor adjustments to my face to avoid unnecessary trouble.
The corners of the eyes and eyebrows moved slightly, and a teardrop mole appeared below the corner of the eye.
Applying makeup techniques that focus on different aspects.
As long as I didn’t admit it, I wasn’t Grace.
The exhibition hall was very quiet.
The person behind me stopped in their tracks, their gaze intense, as if they wouldn’t move unless I responded.
I couldn’t stand it anymore, feeling like two holes were about to be burned on my back, so I turned around.
It was him!
It was him! It was actually him!
Brenton Murray.
The one who had a big fight with Antonio on the day of my burial was him!
He was Antonio’s childhood friend and also an old acquaintance of mine. Later, I fell in love with Antonio, who took control of the Murray Group and shifted its business
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focus overseas. After that, we had no further contact.
Now suddenly seeing it, my heart was shocked, as if struck by thunder.
But I quickly adjusted myself and looked at him with a puzzled and bewildered gaze, then walked to the side.
“Grace!”
His eyes were crimson, mixed with some complex emotions.
I turned around and said, “Sir, it seems like you have mistaken me for someone else.”
Brenton: “I’m sorry, but you really looked too much like my wife.”
I couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of my eye.
What are you talking about? When did I become your wife?
I resisted the urge to argue and smiled, “You’re really good at joking, even mistaking your own wife.”
He shrugged and walked up to me, saying, “Sorry, I guess I missed her too much. Are you Melina? Are you also a violinist?”
I originally wanted to find an excuse to leave casually, but he mentioned the violin and said there was a performance at the company’s annual meeting.
Following that, there was a sky–high price, even higher than the usual cost of ten performances.
I endured for a while and suggested that he talk to my
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manager.
“My wife is also called Melina.”
Bullshit!
“My wife was also a violinist; she was very famous in Centronia and had a great talent for playing the violin.”
He smiled at me.
I had already entered a state of “as if facing a formidable enemy, as if walking on thin ice” when he said “wife“.
“How coincidental?” I paused for a moment and calmly said, “Sir, this approach to pick–up lines has been outdated for 20 years.”
“Is that so?” He took out his phone and handed it to me directly. “I didn’t lie to you, take a look at the photo of my wife.””
The phone wallpaper is a photo of me when I was 20 years old.
Ah, this…
“Your wife and I do look a bit alike,” I give myself a perfect score for acting, “but you see, I am older than her, and there is also a mole here.”
I pointed at the mole with a tear–shaped mark.
In the next moment, the soft fingertips pressed against it.
I rubbed my birthmark, applying a little bit of pressure.
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I instinctively stepped back.
Brenton immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, I was too impulsive… I missed her so much! We were just talking about the performance, and I’m willing to double the price.”
Me: “It wasn’t necessary.”
Brenton: “No problem, I recently invested in a new company that produces records, and we happen to be looking for a group of musicians to sign. Your style is perfect for us.”
I no longer postponed; our team had to become famous to a certain extent before being known by another country.
I called Timothy to come and join me.
Timothy walked quickly.
He was deeply impressed by the scene where Brenton beat Antonio, his eyes shining, and he said,
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