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.

would enjoy other benefits and bag good

Cherry couldn't decline

a trap. His dark, impenetrable eyes stared back at her;

The man always kept his promise.

I will help you."

offer, and she

declaration that wouldn't affect her

was starving. He ignored Cherry and continued to

him to see what he was going to say. However, the man stood

sigh as she watched him walk out of the restaurant. But the excitement and joy of

a superstar. Cherry sat there and envisioned her

informed Anne about his deal

was already distressed about her ruined reputation. She nodded without saying a word after

do with Cherry. However, she couldn't

her all this while would finally change. That was the only glimmer of hope that seemed to calm her

and Cherry was nominated for the role of

the red carpet and make a grand entry, wearing the dress designed by Anne. The reporters would certainly question her about the outfit and the designer. That way, Cherry could advertise for Anne's company that was due

might stir a commotion because of her reputation. However, Cherry could clarify the confusion and change their opinion of Anne. Kevin had also hired online paid supporters who would rave about Anne's work and write good things about her. As time went by, the problem

plan was simple enough

agreed to

to meet Cherry to design her outfit.

her, so Anne had to

took her measurements. "Don't worry. I won't let you

say anything. She had already hired

be her

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

to hold a wedding ceremony and make a big fuss about it because

thought another wedding ceremony would be unnecessary because as long as the couple loved each

children had also planned to see Rose and congratulate them

wasn't far from the

the children running around, playing with each other. She smiled

sipping on his red wine. He stood up and waved at Anne

She walked up to Kevin and saw Mark sitting on the other side of

Rose?" she asked, scanning across the place.

is in the kitchen. She

distaste as she looked at Mark in disbelief. Mark couldn't help but

of the Luo Family. She had been a spoiled brat ever since she was a little girl; the servants did everything for her. The woman had never entered

hungry; she wanted to eat something delicious. However, Rose's cooking wouldn't

take the risk of accepting

since she was already here. Anne would have no choice but to taste Rose's

your garden. It is messy." Kevin peered across

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