“You didn't tell me anything about Matilda meeting Celine, Bryan. Did I miss something?” Sella asked, smiling at Bryan. Her husband, who had been enjoying the meal in front of him, seemed not to care about her and what had happened before.If Sella hadn't remembered that her goal in Manhattan was to save herself from Bryan's divorce suit, she wouldn't have followed her husband and daughter's wishes. How did Matilda know Celine? Plus her daughter was so close? Unwilling to let go of things for a moment, even if Sell could say, she was the bully for her daughter.“Mommy, I just want to have lunch with Auntie Benevolent. Is that wrong? Can't we be normal?”That was what Matilda said before they left the boutique. Even though she had gotten what she wanted, Sella's heart was still very irritated. Trying to get close to Bryan was useless, he still treated her like a stranger.No matter, Sella would win in the end. Bryan won't be able to

Celine put down her coffee cup slowly. The calm atmosphere and the soft jazz music to accompany the coffee this evening really suited her. It was exactly what Karen had told her about Café Anomaly; a pleasant place to use as a stress reliever.Although Celine believes that the root cause of stress must be dealt with immediately. So as not to drag on and make the mind frantic.“Are you sure you don't want to have dinner?” asked the man who had been watching Celine. Starting from her arrival to sitting and enjoying the girl's coffee.“No,” said Celine immediately. “Or... are you actually hungry?”Bryan laughed. “I guess so. But no problem, I can eat dinner by myself.”“Can you ask me in a more reasonable way? If you're hungry, tell me the truth. I'm not the kind of girl who would spill little secrets like you're starving in the middle of a casual conversation.”Bryan laughed ev

Celine entered her hotel room with a flat look. All the fun she had been having with a cheerful smile was gone as soon as she entered the elevator. Spending time with Bryan was one of the many plans Celine would execute. There was no need for feelings between them. her main mission was to destroy Desmond and teach him a meaningful lesson; a relationship involving the heart could not be made into a game just because one of them was in big trouble.Especially with Cristine Desmond, who has been so careless in the past. Think Celine has no feelings? Can't feel sad and disappointed? That woman is dead wrong. And why is it only now that she wants to reconnect? Is it because Celine is at her peak? Can be used as a tool to achieve her goals?Remembering that made Celine grin slightly.“You... why?” asked Karen in surprise. Ever since Celine opened the door to the room, Karen had been watching the model's steps. It wasn't that she was afraid Celine would bum

Celine rarely used her laptop but she always carried it with her if there was an urgent need. Besides, her laptop was thin and not too much of a burden. It contains a lot of portfolios and videos from when Celine participated in many events. Sometimes she replays them as a form of nostalgia for her career in modeling.Also ... inside are photos of her and her family who have left her. Especially her mother and father. As is the habit of the old money in every big day celebrated, most of them make special moments that are immortalized in the form of special photos or videos. Even the prints are made in large size and hung on one of the walls of the room in their house.Including Celine and her family. Complete, where in addition to her father and mother, there are also her aunts and uncles. Also Fania and herself, who wore dresses of the same color, albeit in different styles. Not even the figure who was so authoritative; Edgar Langham.“I can't believe you

Edgar smiled slightly at Celine's words. “Business and politics are actually dirty, Loissa. ”He heard the annoyed grunts and looks of displeasure as she called Loissa's name. But Edgar didn't care, he assumed that what he saw now was a half-sulked protest from his granddaughter.“But you're involved in politics, Mr. Edgar. I haven't forgotten who you are,” chided Celine in a sardonic tone.“You're right.” Edgar laughed. “Anyone knows who Edgar Langham is.”Celine's eyeballs rolled in annoyance. “Continue your story, I'm still waiting for the last part.”This remark was responded by a laugh from Edgar. “Don't you realize who you're talking to?”At first, Celine's eyes had returned to studying the file given by Edgar. But hearing the question just now made Celine raise her gaze and stare intently at the figure of her interlocutor. “The former President of Centralia,”