Chapter 22

Lindsey hastened her steps strolling away from Sharon. She looked around getting worried and impatient as she looked around for her chauffeur. She grabbed her phone from her purse and made to call him but then she remembered she didn't take his number earlier after he had assured her that he would stick around the venue.

Lindsey inhaled deeply cursing at him and blaming herself for believing his crock lie. Who was she supposed to call now? she didn't know anyone in Paris and don't even know how far her hostel was from the venue. She fluttered her lashes clicking on the Google map, at least the internet has made it easy for them, even if she didn't know what to do but she still decided to know how far she was from her hostel.

"Stranded?" Miguel asked staring at her, just as usual, he had his charming and breathtaking smile plastered on his face and Lindsey couldn't help being mesmerized by it. "I can't find my chauffeur," Lindsey said shifting her gaze from him back to her phone. Aft