As a special assistant, Owen’s strength was that he never asked questions he wasn’t supposed to.

If it weren’t for this matter affecting Liam and his wife’s marriage, he might not have asked.

Owen pondered, “Liam, if Coco is your daughter, I suggest you tell your wife sooner rather than later”

Liam’s eye twitched, “Is my hair red?”

Owen was taken aback, then realized that Liam was talking about the color of Coco’s hair.

He was implying that Coco, with her red hair, couldn’t possibly be his daughter

Owen fell silent.

Liam fished out his phone and showed him a picture.

Owen instantly tensed up

Liam looked up, made a zipping motion over his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and said, “You get what I’m saying?”

Owen nodded heavily

Liam put away his phone, stubbed out the cigarette and said, “Go sleep in the car for a while, take her back before dawn.”

The next morning, Celeste was woken up by Owen.

driver’s seat, turned to her and said, “Madam, it’s half past seven Go back and tidy up

was still not fully awake. She mumbled a goodbye and got out of the

the dormitory, everyone else was

changed into her training clothes, she discovered that

the same room, but everyone seemed very tense Celeste suddenly felt there

Sydney or that woman named

grudge, the other was a new

only these two people had the status that the young actresses in the dormitory dared not offend.

childish tactics. Did they have the IQ of a three–year–old?

had to wear the same outfit to see how it looked on

were cut up

the drama. If she wasn’t in the shot,

frowned, stared at the training outfit for a long time, then with a flick of her hand,

help but say, “Celeste, shall I fix it up

chuckled, “No

from under the bed

Caitlyn when she

had it tailor–made in the old lanes of

bold red color, and the exquisite stitching made her

only worn it three times in all these years

training camp but hadn’t planned to

trickled into

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