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

eyes, and her mind was still not fully awake. She mumbled a goodbye and

arrived at the dormitory, everyone else was just getting up.

training clothes, she discovered that her clothes

the three girls in the same room, but everyone seemed very tense Celeste suddenly felt there was no need to ask.

or that woman

long–standing grudge, the other was

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

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

outfit to see how it looked on camera. The next day,

were cut up

wasn’t in

then with a flick of her hand, threw it into the trash can.

but say, “Celeste, shall I fix it up a bit

“No need”

pulled out a suitcase from under the bed and took out

gift from Caitlyn when

it tailor–made in the old lanes of

exquisite stitching made

only worn it three times in

for this training camp but hadn’t planned to wear it. Today, however,

o’clock, everyone had trickled into the training room.

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