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.

‘Anastasia White’ was already pushing her luggage and walking toward

out affectionately. “Did you come just

all my work to come pick you up if I had known that you were coming back today. But what

who was behind Margaret. “Who is this client to be able to alarm both you and President Northton?”

mocking her for

to tease the little girl. “This is your daughter,

close to her. Hence, Alexia deliberately evaded Margaret’s touch when the woman was about to reach

with herself as she let

media industry. Edmond has his connections in the industry. I had no other choice but to get close to him. But don’t

on her face. “I understand. It is never easy

friend’s shoulder and said earnestly, “After all, you will

“Alright, then. I will be out of your

You should take the child back to the hotel to overcome the jet lag after such a long flight,”

and left while holding the child’s

to gossip. “Did she really have a

at him from the corner of her eyes. “Whose attention are you trying to catch by hiding that sign? Don’t you know who is going to

again, he kept complaining, “It’s just because you are so not romantic that no

to enjoy those supposedly-romantic women? You should be

only shut his mouth and stop arguing with Margaret because her work ability

international flight left through the exit, but still they didn’t see Cardashian. They finally went

table with her fingertips. “Excuse me, please help me call Miss Cardashian from 1203 and tell her that Margaret Ainsley from the publishing house