Chapter 1231 So What If He Is A Stranger?

Alba Johnson was nowhere to be seen when Simon arrived at the café. He ordered coffee for himself and out of courtesy, ordered milk tea for Alba, before heading back to his seat. One minute, two minutes… five minutes… ten minutes have gone by but Alba still had not made her grand appearance. Simon looked at his watch with a frown, wondering if he had been played or if she was seeking revenge. However, he recalled that her tone in those messages felt urgent. She should be serious about getting his help. Just then, a gust of wind blew through the café doors. Simon recognized Alba on sight. She was in an oversized white t-shirt and baggy pants. Her hair was tied in a loose ponytail. She just looked so plain and casually dressed, and she was looking around as she stood by the door. This was the first girl Simon met who did not give a damn about her looks. There were other girls who never bothered about their appearance as well but Alba topped the cake in that category. She gave zer