The man placed Irene Morton on the sofa, and Sophie Smith quickly went to get a set of clothes for Irene, preparing to help her change.
"I'll be going now."
"Um, what's your name? Can you leave your contact information? I haven't properly thanked you yet!" Sophie naturally understood the principle of gratitude; after all, he had been a big help today.
"Give me your phone number. If there's a suitable time, I'll give you a chance to repay me." The man smiled faintly, his clear gaze fixed on her.
"Oh..." Sophie half-understood, but she quickly wrote her number on a note and handed it to him.
"Sophie Smith?" he murmured her name, "I think I've heard of you. You're the heroine of 'City of Desire,' right?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"I don't usually keep up with entertainment news, but it turns out I helped a big star today."
What big star, he shouldn't joke about her like that, right?
The man put away the note and turned to leave.
He didn't even reveal his name to her.
