CHAPTER SIXTY
Too much paparazzi for just a bakery? She thought.
Rafeal asked again, "Your tickets please!"
Cherry just stood still, she knew she wasn't having any ticket, she was just humbly coming to a bakery shop in a bid to search for a clue, how would she have known that a ticket was needed through a bakery door.
Maybe if they had allowed her to place an order, she would have known about all that. Or she would have scaled through the ticket scenario.
But, she looked at Rafael again from head to toe. He was literally wearing the same style of dressing as her.
She thought of a plan, she could just feign to be a bouncer too. Then she thought of it, do lady's venture into things like this? But she offered it a try.
"Uh… I was newly employed to be an assistant bouncer here, so I don't need a ticket," She thickened her voice so well to sound like that of a male.
