Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 662 

“Does Elise know about this?” Brendan asked, voicing the only question in his mind.

Alexander shook his head. “I wanted to see how you’ll react first.”

“First, it’s Elise who has a secret identity. Now, you’re revealing yourself as some other man. Just what are you two doing?” Jack sighed. Why couldn’t life be simpler?

Speaking of identities, Jack had found out who Craig Baker was. That man was just some uneducated fool. No one knew how he fooled Winona into liking him. He was enjoying life in the laps of several wealthy women while ensuring Winona kept working for him. It was rather impressive just how much of a scoundrel he was.

“I remember how furious you were when you found out about Elise’s alter-ego,” Brendan said, analyzing the situation from a neutral standpoint.

“That is the issue.” Even Alexander knew he was faced with a situation that he could hardly escape unscathed.

“If I were Elise, I’d divorce you right now,” said Melody as she walked over, heels clacking from a distance.

Alexander glanced at her but said nothing when he heard that.

Melody was the only woman in his think tank. That meant her train of thought was the most similar to Elise’s, which made it the scariest to him.

Johnny was astonished at how glum Alexander looked. Never once had he so much as frowned when dealing with challenging projects. Now, this handsome black-haired man was a wretched ball of nerves because of Elise.

“I think you can try and talk your way out of this by appealing to logic,” suggested Johnny.

“You think women can be reasoned with?” Jack dramatically protested.

“Who said women can’t be reasoned with?” Melody became unhappy when she heard Jack’s comment.

She was a pragmatic and logical woman. Anyway, Alexander was in the wrong. Not only did he hide his identity, but he also used the name Kenneth Bailey to test Elise. That was a wrong move in so many ways.

Even if he were her boss, she would not be helping him.

“So, appealing to logic means I’ll lose Elise?” Alexander tiredly asked.

The room went silent since that might actually happen.

let out a long sigh as he planted his hands firmly on his hips. Then, as his eyes flickered around the place, he

some reason, Alexander decided to raise his voice

robot that someone had

the floor

a bodyguard. At this point, Alexander was panicking and searching

waved his hand. “You guys can go. Let me think

Everyone scattered immediately.

leaving, but he had only just turned away when he decided to turn back around and walk over

“Sincere?” Alexander was confused.

like Mrs. Griffith in the beginning, these few months have told me that she truly loves you and wishes the best for you. So, I’ve accepted her. The key is to let her know that, just like her, you care for her more than you care for

bowed and left after he gave Alexander his

there for a long while, utterly lost

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days of imitating QH’s calligraphy, Tiana finally grasped some semblance of their

paper, she began to subconsciously brainwash herself into thinking

a river with decisive strokes

piece, she took a photo of it and sent

was about to call for the servants

a call from

the call, and she raised the phone up to her ear to hear Cody say in an excited voice, “Did you

bit down on her lip and replied, “Yes. I’ve been working on my penmanship for days. I wanted to see what you thought,

photo, he couldn’t help but

looked somewhat similar to QH’s displays in the Calligraphy Association Museum,

know for a fact that the only two surviving works of QH were being stored in the

Tiana had improved dramatically. It seemed like he had

could’ve done so well.” Cody’s voice grew softer as he slowly calmed down. “Truly, you are

I stand a chance of making the finals in the Calligraphy Contest?” she asked with

handwriting is better than many of the A-grade

Tiana heard that,

few long moments, she finally thought up an excuse. “Mr. Carlson, I’m still not finished with the other characters and words. I’ll have to work on them before I can show you anything. Otherwise, there won’t be anything nice, and any more pictures of