Chapter 116 They’re like magnets

Talia was beaming with happiness. She had just spoken with Mr. Rosewood, the famous designer, and he had given her his business card. This was beyond her wildest dreams. No wonder Claire often attended these kinds of events. It now made perfect sense to Talia. As she made her way to the bar, she suddenly bumped into something hard, a chest? She looked up, startled, and quickly apologized. “I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going.” Christian frowned for a moment before recognition dawned on his face. “Talia?” Talia blinked a couple of times, then it sank in. “Wait, the wine guy?” she said, surprised to see him. Christian found her reaction amusing rather than offensive. “Yeah, that's me,” he chuckled. “Remember that day you spilled wine on my shirt? You were really panicked about it.” Talia tried to suppress her smile but couldn't help it. “And you’re the guy who couldn’t keep his eyes off me,” she teased. Christian defended himself with a grin. “Well, you looked beauti