Chapter 95
Derek Shaw was and is the best journalist, Milan has ever since in decades. Currently, said journalist was walking into a five star restaurant, only a day after receiving a rather juicy tip.
He approached the host and shoved her his reservation ticket and was instantly led towards a VIP room.
Fancy, Derek noticed as he walked through the halls of Heresy, one of Milan’s elite restaurant.
As he arrived at the VIP room and stepped inside, Derek’s eyes went wide upon seeing who was seated there.
Wasn’t that-
“You must be Derek Shaw,” Amara flashed a dashing smile, raising to her feet to welcome the journalist with a smile. Behind stood Duncan. “I’m-“
“Amara Crawford!” Derek cut her off, staring at her as if he had just seen a ghost, or rather, an interesting scoop.
Amara’s smile settled into a more subtle one and she nodded. “I’m glad you’ve already heard of me. Please, have a seat.” She gestured to the empty seat in front of her just as she sank back down into hers.
Derek wasted no time i
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