Attracted By My Ex-wife

Everything had been peaceful without any problems. While Kevin wasn't working, one thought seemed to inhabit his mind, which was Anne's reputation.

After mulling it over, Kevin finally came up with a solution. Only Cherry could help him solve the problem.

She had been the source of all the problems. Therefore, it was her responsibility to undo the mess she had created.

When Cherry received a call from Kevin, she was hesitant to pick up the call. Fear wracked her nerves, for she believed that he was going to expose her identity. However, Kevin's words left her baffled; the man had invited her for dinner.

However, Cherry's thoughts instantly wandered to Anne. If dining with him annoyed Anne, she wouldn't hesitate to send her back to jail.

The excitement bubbling in her heart died in an instant. She feigned a cough to hide her embarrassment before speaking. "I'd love to, but I'm busy. I have a lot of work to do, so I don't think I'd have the time to see you."

"Oh, really?" Kevin asked coldly. "I wanted to ask if you could do me a favor. If you are too busy with work, then I understand. But if I accidentally mention something about my ex-girlfriend in public, please don't blame me."

Although the man sounded polite, Cherry knew that he was threatening her. She quickly cleared her throat. "Okay, no problem. I will be there."

A smile crept onto Kevin's lips as he hung up the call.

Cherry slipped on a hat and a mask and arrived at the place they had planned to meet. She didn't dare to meet Kevin until she was sure that they weren't surrounded by reporters.

In the past, when Cherry was with Kevin, she prayed for the reporters to catch a glimpse of them. But it was the opposite now.

Kevin arched his brow in suspicion as he looked at Cherry's concealed face. He ignored her and ordered food.

Cherry was nervously shifting in her seat. She studied the man's face and finally mustered the courage to question him. "Kevin, what do you want from me?"

Kevin looked at her but didn't utter a word. Once the waiter served the dishes, he took a deep breath and spoke. "Cherry, you are partly responsible for tarnishing Anne's reputation."

Cherry's eyes widened; she wondered where this conversation was going.

"Anne is my wife. I don't want anyone to misinterpret her regardless of what she has done. I need you to help me with this."

Cherry breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't as bad as she had believed it to be. Compromising with Kevin was no big deal as long as her identity was not exposed.

"Look, I don't owe anything to anyone, and I don't ask for favors without giving anything in return. If you help me out, I will make you a superstar in the entertainment industry." The certainty in his voice revealed that he meant every word.

Cherry was stunned. She looked at Kevin, not knowing what to say.

Although the terms star and superstar sounded similar, the power and status that came along with the tags revealed how different they were.

Cherry was miles away from being a superstar and didn't have any quality to be one.

Superstars were talented. They had effortless grace and charisma and enjoyed a fat income. People worshipped them.

The prospect of a glorious future excited Cherry. Her heart was drumming in her chest. She looked at Kevin again. The AN Group owned an entertainment company and had contacts with all the powerful people in the industry.

Cherry had planned to sign a contract with Kevin's company in the beginning, but she was afraid that the man would find out her identity. Therefore, she collaborated with a different company.

Cherry helped Kevin, she would enjoy other benefits and bag good

offer seemed tempting. Cherry couldn't decline

out if this was a trap. His dark, impenetrable eyes stared back at her; he

The

right, I will help

such an attractive offer, and she was no fool to miss

make a declaration that wouldn't

entire morning and was starving. He ignored Cherry and continued

Cherry couldn't eat without Kevin's permission. She looked at him to see what he was going to say. However, the man stood up and left before reminding her that he would call her

a weary sigh as she watched him walk out of the restaurant. But the excitement and joy of becoming a superstar instantly

make her a superstar. Cherry sat there

Anne about his deal with Cherry.

reputation. She nodded without saying a word after hearing about the

couldn't say

bad name and reputation that followed her all this while would finally change. That was the only glimmer of hope that seemed to calm her

ceremony would be held soon for the people in the entertainment industry, and Cherry was nominated for the role of the best actress. He already got the inside news that she would be the winner of the

red carpet and make a grand entry, wearing the dress designed by Anne. The reporters would certainly question

also hired online paid supporters who would rave about Anne's work and write good

was simple enough to reverse

agreed to

meet Cherry to

to see her, so

her measurements. "Don't worry. I

She had already hired a designer to design her outfit.

would be her little secret.

taking the measurements and finding out Cherry's requirements, Anne went to Rose's new house instead

a wedding ceremony and make a big fuss about it because they already had

another wedding ceremony would be unnecessary because as long as the couple loved each other, the formality really

the children had also planned to

from the Fu Family's house.

she saw the children running around, playing with each other. She smiled in relief as Eddy was there to take care

sipping on his red wine. He stood up and waved

up to Kevin and saw

Rose?" she asked, scanning across the place.

She is apparently cooking delicious

in disbelief. Mark couldn't help but

She had been a spoiled brat ever since she was a little girl; the servants did everything for her. The woman had

she wanted to eat something delicious.

to take the risk of accepting the food

she was already here. Anne would have no

at your garden. It is messy." Kevin peered

but not extravagant. In comparison, the backyard of Mark's house looked like a jungle. No one had