"The auction is going to start soon. I need to hurry back." Rowan walked to the table with two big platters on one arm and two drinks on the other, ignoring the looks of the judgmental others. After all, bringing so much food without any visible companion was considered unsightly in these parties.
"Sir, let me help you with those, please." One of the usherettes saw Rowan. Since she just finished making rounds for the wine, she walked to help him. Picking up a spare tray, she hoped to carry the drinks as well. It would be bad if the man dropped those.
Rowan flinched and looked at the usherette, whose voice was familiar. It was even someone who recognized him as well. Delilah's eyes grew big upon seeing the legendary artist in front of her again. How curious. He kept running into this hardworking girl from his art school.
