“Paris! Can I take a photo with you?!” Summer almost screamed, but she covered her mouth with her hand.

“Of course, honey,” Paris took off her sunglasses and smiled. Summer instantly took out her phone and took a selfie with Paris.

Mia didn’t join them.

Paris instantly noticed that Mia wasn’t her fan. It would be a bit hard for her to convince this spoiled brat.

But Paris didn’t mind. She smiled as she asked the girls, “Are you guys also tourists?”

Mia didn’t say anything. Summer, on the contrary, was extremely enthusiastic. She couldn’t believe Paris would be down to earth.

“Paris, are you here for your shooting?” Summer...