Emily Dormer walked straight over to her and sat down opposite her, then said to the approaching waiter, "Two of the most expensive coffees in your shop, please."
Iris Harris's gaze was fixed on her right foot.
Emily Dormer had a pair of beautiful legs, fair and slender, slim and attractive, now wearing a pair of white high heels, revealing her delicate ankle, very sexy.
She curled her lips in a light smile.
Brandan Hyde's fiancée was quite interesting.
She lifted her eyes, looking at the woman in front of her with a half-smile, "Miss Dormer." She initiated, "Is your foot okay?"
Emily Dormer never intended to hide it: "I can walk now."
"But Brandan said your rehabilitation didn't go very well."
"That's just my way of wanting Brandan to keep me company more." She was quite honest, "When it comes to love, isn't it natural to use any means necessary?"
