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.

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

you

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 to happen within the same day. I really am not here

who was behind Margaret. “Who is this client to be

her for

the little girl. “This is your daughter, isn’t she? She is an exact copy of you.

to her. Hence,

if she was playing with herself as she let out a small laugh

in the print media industry. Edmond has his connections in the industry. I had no other choice but to get close to him. But don’t worry, my bestie! My heart will always be

her face. “I understand. It is

her hand on her friend’s shoulder and said earnestly, “After all, you will be more assured to have me as your gatekeeper if you want to publish something in

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

your return some time. You should take the child back to the hotel to overcome the jet lag after such a long

that, Elise smiled and left while holding the child’s

close to gossip.

what you should be paying attention to now?” Margaret peered 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

obediently raised the sign again, he kept complaining, “It’s just because you are so not romantic that no man

supposedly-romantic women? You should

a woman, but he could only shut his mouth and stop

all the passengers on the last international flight left through the exit, but still they didn’t see Cardashian. They finally went straight to Sierra Hotel, where

with her fingertips. “Excuse me, please help me