Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 817 I Am Glad You Understand

The next day at Tissote International Airport, Margaret and Edmond waited at the exit with flowers in their hands, their watchful eyes scrutinizing every female passenger.

They were here to pick up the genius pianist from Alzue who had been all the fuss as of late. Her name was Cardashian.

Edmond ran a print media company which required a steady stream of publishing of various literary works to have an income flow. The industry had been rather sluggish in recent years as it was slowly dying. They needed news shocking enough to bring the public’s attention back to print media.

Cardashian was their first target. They would definitely be able to make plenty of sales if they could commission this musician, who had been certified by the World Piano Association after only two years of debut, to publish a personal autobiography.

Edmond started feeling a little anxious when he saw that fewer and fewer people were coming out. “Did you get the wrong flight? I have held this sign for so long, but I haven’t seen a Cardashian looking this way.”

“Do you think I am someone like you who would even make such silly mistakes?” Margaret looked at him in disdain. “There must have been a delay or something. Let’s wait for a little longer. And raise your sign a little higher!”

Despite saying that, she felt discouraged as well. Can it be that I have indeed got the wrong information?

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but take a few steps forward and crane her neck in an attempt to look inside. Margaret would be embarrassed if Cardashian didn’t make an appearance.

However, her reality was that she didn’t see Cardashian—she had gotten ‘Anastasia White’ instead.

Indeed, it was the ‘Anastasia White’ who had seemingly disappeared from the surface of Earth after leaving with Danilo.

It had been seven years since Margaret had last seen her and yet, the woman still looked like she was in her best condition. Not only was her skin as smooth as silk and her aura as elegant as a swan, she now even had a hint of sensualness only a mature woman would have.

Most importantly, there was a miniature version of ‘Anastasia White’ next to her, her every move innocent and lovely.

already pushing her luggage and walking toward her with the

“Did you

would have said no to all my work to come pick you up if I had known that you were coming back today. But what a coincidence this is for everything good

into a knowing smile as she raised an eyebrow and looked at Edmond, who was behind

her for getting too close to the scumbag of

little girl. “This is your daughter, isn’t she? She is an

to her. Hence,

as she let out

had no other choice but to get close to him. But don’t worry, my bestie! My heart will always be on your

nodded lightly with an understanding look on her face. “I understand. It is never

said earnestly, “After all, you will be more assured to have me as your gatekeeper if you want to publish something in the future,

smile. “Alright, then. I will be out of your

I will organize a meal to celebrate your return some time. You should take the child back to the hotel to overcome the jet lag after such a long flight,” Margaret suggested

Elise smiled and left while

huddled close to gossip. “Did she

are you trying to

again, he kept complaining, “It’s just because you are so not romantic that no man dares to pursue you. You should really fix this. You aren’t womanly at

possible for you to enjoy those supposedly-romantic women? You should be praying to God for me

control of a woman, but he could only shut his mouth and stop arguing with Margaret because her work ability

last international flight left through the exit, but still they didn’t

she lightly tapped the table with her fingertips. “Excuse me, please help me call Miss Cardashian from 1203