Rowan froze on the spot, not knowing which leg to move first.

“Mr. Harris, your manager’s waiting for you at the door,” Mr. Smith said with a smile. “There are a few shots to add to Ms. Lulham’s film!”

“Mm, got it.” Neil patted his clothes and put on his sunglasses before walking out. Before he left, he mouthed a “You got this” to Rowan.

Rowan looked at the elevator and then at Mr. Smith with a troubled expression.

Mr. Smith chuckled. “Mr. Irwin, Madam Baker said that you’ve been monkeying here these two days to meet Mrs. Hamerton!”

“Well…” How could Janine describe him to be monkeying around!?

“Don’t worry.” Mr. Smith saw through him. “Madam Baker returned to Chaiseland on an early flight today. She’s not around.”

It was only then Rowan looked better, but he could not let others notice that he was wary of Janine. Hence, he coughed and straightened up his back, huffing audibly. “It doesn’t matter if she’s around or not! I’m not scared!”

Mr. Smith watched Rowan’s back with a shake of his head. He took him to Cordelia’s office shortly.

“Mrs. Hamerton, Mr. Irwin’s here.”

Cordelia’s hands holding a document paused slightly, and she could not help biting her lips.

“Cor—” Rowan stepped forward, but before he could address her, he was worried about upsetting her and changed it to “Madam Cordelia”.

Madam Cordelia? Even Mr. Smith could not help giggling.

Rowan stood rooted. Cordelia did not ask him to sit, so he kept standing.

Mr. Smith said softly, “Mrs. Hamerton, there’s not much to do today. There are two artist schedules. I’ll take them. Have a good talk with Mr. Irwin.”

nodded. “Thank

Mr. Smith left politely.

Her thoughts were all over the place. She was

middle-aged man, who was put on the pedestal in Southeast Aciatic,

after his identity was exposed, and he,

Was she

stand there.” She looked

surprised, but he sprang

seriously, “I… I just want to

father. I’m not asking for your forgiveness… but please give me a chance

her hands, nails digging into her

“Cordelia—”

“It’s too late!”

dropped with what she

voice was hoarse as he called her

you know how we’ve spent

eye contact. Her gaze was deep, like

he could

treated as William Jenner’s illegitimate daughter, and Joanne and

Carter was so young. I began doing house chores and taking care of mom and him when I was eight! I learned how to spend each penny every month so we wouldn’t starve, so I could pay my

me anything! I’m lucky I met Zephyr. If that man were really Marcus Grist, you might

“Sorry, I’m sorry…”

being sliced but sorry felt cheap at this

her tears and sobbed, “I’m sorry. I am not prepared to call you

shaking

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