Catherine's POV

"There must be some misunderstanding. She is just a rookie in the Design Department. When did she become a big shot?" Emily said indignantly.

"Emily, who are you to her?" Someone was curious.

I knew Emily was trying to embarrass me on purpose. I had to defend myself.

Then I said, "I am Catherine!"

Everyone was shocked. They were stunned and admired me.

"Are you King Blake's girlfriend?"

"Do you just know it now? She already has two children with King Blake. Why do you think her designs are so expensive? It's because of her identity!" explained the girl who recognized me at once.

It never occurred to me to use the Lycan Luna identity for bragging rights.

Emily sneered at the girl's words, "Are you saying that she is the Lycan Luna? That would be premature to say. They are not married yet. They aren't even engaged. They have two kids. That's all."

Emily was such a pain in the ass today. I felt the urge to teach her a lesson.

"I'm not Blake's wife yet, but he has already acknowledged the two kids!" I reminded Emily.

"Didn't you say you needed to use the bathroom?" Emily asked with a sneer.

I turned away and left.

On my way to the bathroom, I received a call from Blake.

I didn't want to go to the bathroom. It was just an excuse to leave. I took my phone and found a quieter place.

His voice was deep and concerned. He said, "How's everything there? Did anyone bully you?"

I suddenly felt better after he asked. I replied softly, "Patricia is here. So, I'm doing OK."

"Looks like she has approved you as my wife," Blake said.

"That was how she introduced me!" I was a bit thrilled.

"Well, you should stick to her, and you'll learn a lot. My grandma is good at socializing. It's good for you," Blake said proudly.

"I can tell. She practically rules the banquet. I'll learn from her." I grinned.

"I'll pick you up later. Do you remember what we're going to do tonight?" Suddenly, his voice became hoarse.

Cetherine's POV

"There must be some misunderstending. She is just e rookie in the Design Depertment. When did she become e big shot?" Emily seid indignently.

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I knew Emily wes trying to emberress me on purpose. I hed to defend myself.

Then I seid, "I em Cetherine!"

Everyone wes shocked. They were stunned end edmired me.

"Are you King Bleke's girlfriend?"

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to use

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turned ewey

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en excuse to leeve.

seid, "How's everything there? Did

he esked. I replied softly, "Petricie is here. So, I'm doing

like she hes epproved you es my wife," Bleke

introduced me!"

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the benquet. I'll

pick you up leter. Do you remember whet we're going to

What are

are going on a

I agree

you know how I deal with people who don't keep

and said,

them!" Blake replied with a sinister

"Fine! I've got to

I was looking forward

"I love you!"

"What?"

a little stunned by Blake's sudden

"Silly girl. I said I love you. Did

was racing like

voice and hung up immediately as if

I expressed my feelings so

as Blake. I wanted to

Blake make fun of me? Would he treat me less seriously after knowing that I loved

come over and eat something!" As I was wondering, Patricia suddenly came over and

my phone into my

asked curiously, "Who

whispered, "It

lowered her voice. "By the way, I have

was a little

no?"

So, I had to tell the truth.

you or Blake?" Patricia

"It's my problem!"

the problem?" Patricia

"I don't. What are we

med. We've telked ebout

did not esk more ebout

returned to the

end drinking, end listening to her gossip with

reelized thet Petricie held e very high position emong these

nothing I needed to be

phone reng. I looked down.

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