Chapter 3
Sofia Hamilton widened her eyes, pointing at Kris Shaw, "You... aren't you that restroom pervert from yesterday?"
Kris Shaw pursed his lips and smiled, pretending not to understand, "What?"
He feigned a confused look as if he had never seen her before, giving an awkward smile, "Are you mistaking me for someone else?"
Ha, this woman's memory is pretty good.
But, it's understandable.
With a face as handsome as his, people would certainly remember him, basically unforgettable.
Kris Shaw curled his lips into a smile, shrugged, "Do we know each other?"
His 'you've got the wrong person' expression even made Sofia start to doubt if she had mistaken him.
He doesn't remember?
So, was it her mistake?
No no no, that's absolutely impossible!
That distinctively recognizable mixed-race face was enough proof that she hadn't mistook him, it was just this man refusing to admit it.
