Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

As it turned out, this was because she found out that Rayan would also show up at that Fashion Week. To her, the sooner she came into contact with him, the higher her chances of success; she could put up with being used by Arthur as long as she could complete her task.

The next day, Arthur woke her from sleep early in the morning.

Getting up on the wrong side of the bed, Elspeth stood up with a yawn, glowering furiously at the man who removed her blanket. "Arthur! How could you—"

"I what?" Arthur cut her short. "I'm going to Fashion Week in a moment. If you don't get up now, you might have to get there on your own later."

Unlike in Chars, it was difficult to hail a cab in Eden, yet Arthur had only one car in his possession, which made Elspeth wonder if it was on purpose. Glancing back reluctantly, she saw a large box on her desk, which seemed to contain an evening gown. "Is this for me?" She opened it, revealing a black fishtail gown with a low-key yet luxurious and exquisite design that she might prefer.

Arthur nodded. "Of course. Who else here would wear this other than you?"

"How did you know my size?" Elspeth looked at him suspiciously.

"Ahem…" Arthur instantly turned scarlet. "I guessed it from my everyday observation of your physique. I'm a doctor, remember? That's why I have keen powers of observation." Well, I couldn't say that I stole a dress from her wardrobe, no?

Only then did Elspeth lower her guard. She picked up the gown with a smile, saying, "Fine, I believe you."

"Just hurry and tidy yourself up. We're leaving in a minute," Arthur said before leaving her room without pausing.

Elspeth groomed herself as quickly as she could, making sure not to appear either too conspicuous or too slovenly casual. After tidying up everything, she and Arthur went out and drove to the venue of Fashion Week.

This time's Fashion Week was a relatively grand event. Being officially dead in Chars, Elspeth had to keep a low profile, so she had no choice but to wear a pair of sunglasses.

As soon as they entered arm-in-arm, those around them immediately started to take pictures. Although they didn't recognize Elspeth, they were familiar with Arthur next to her, whom they had only heard of in the last six months thanks to him bringing Bluestone Corp to its zenith at only 25 years old. For a moment, everyone got very curious about the young lady next to him.

"Say, who is the woman next to him? Why have we never seen her before?"

"Wasn't it rumored before that Arthur was mad about a celebrity named Emma Walker? How come he got himself a different companion so quickly?"

"It's just for the sake of novelty, I guess. Men are all like this, after all."

As their discussions went on and on, everything they said eventually reached Emma's ears. Seeing how Arthur and Elspeth linked arms while talking and laughing cheerfully, she clenched her teeth in anger. How can this woman take my place in Arthur's heart?

Inwardly, she knew full well that there was no way Arthur would fall in love with Elspeth, but she was suddenly no longer so sure of it when she noticed the inexplicable chemistry between them. An indescribable sense of danger spread all the way up her spine. Unable to restrain herself any longer, she took a few steps forward to Arthur's side in a desperate attempt to show off her closer relationship with him. "Arthur, you should've told me you arrived. I could've gone to meet you."

"Didn't we run into each other now?" Arthur's voice sounded indifferent. Obviously, he wanted to keep his distance from her.

All of a sudden, Emma felt that she couldn't see through the man at all. She puckered up her lips with a hurt look before darting a glance at Elspeth next to him. "But you always made me your companion at all the parties you went to before. Who is this woman beside you?" She didn't even have to guess it; even though the woman was wearing sunglasses, she could determine from her bearing alone that she was none other than Elspeth.

"This is my new companion. Just a little-known ordinary lady, though." Arthur smiled while stepping in front of Elspeth, shielding her completely. He even deliberately put the stress on the second part of his reply, as if reminding Emma not to disclose Elspeth's identity.

He's openly defending me, is he not? Elspeth mourned for herself inwardly without saying a word. What Arthur said will probably incense Emma at once. If she really exposes my identity then, things will probably get very troublesome.

Emma panicked deep down in an instant. "Arthur, what's wrong with you? Are you mad at me or something?"

"Why would I be mad at you? You're overthinking it." Arthur seemed to find it somewhat irritating to speak to her, so he turned around and wrapped his arm around Elspeth's shoulders. "Didn't you say you were hungry just now? Let's get something to eat over there," he suggested.

"Say, who is the woman next to him? Why have we never seen her before?"

Elspeth had no choice but to nod obediently and go with him.