Irene's scream just bounced out of her mouth when she seemed to react immediately, covering her mouth.
Leslie Howard lifted her head from behind the sofa when she heard her cousin's exclamation and just happened to see the familiar tall figure of the man standing at the door.
And inside the door, her cousin was utterly embarrassed, covering her mouth with wide eyes, observing the heartthrob at close range as if she were a fan.
At this moment, only one sentence was repeating in Irene Stephenson's mind — David, David Redington... God David Redington has actually come to their house.
"Hello, I am David Redington, I'm looking for Leslie," David nodded slightly to Irene, his demeanor warm and polite.
The heartthrob, resplendent in public and maintaining his usual gentlemanly demeanor.
And because the woman in front of him was his girlfriend's most important cousin, even the usual indifference he exhibited towards strangers was gone, replaced by a touch of warmth.
