Task NO.1: How To Pursue Miss CEO

Chapter 65 The Truth of Her Past

Selena paused in the middle of her speech. “The wedding of my half-sister and my childhood sweetheart.” The crowd stirred after she dropped the bomb. Wow, there is so much more drama going on. This wedding is too overwhelming!

Neither Megan nor Finneas expected Selena to bring up the topic. After all, Selena’s reputation was also at stake, for she had gotten pregnant out of wedlock. Despite that, she ended up confessing everything.

“When I was thirteen, I learned that our family had agreed to an engagement with the Lake Family. It was at that time I knew for sure that I’d marry the handsome Finneas Lake in the future. I was very young and inexperienced in love. Our relationship was good, and we studied in the same class at the same school.”

“When we were young, he was a handsome, gentle, and sophisticated boy. Back then, I always thought that he was the embodiment of the ideal man, worthy of all compliments. Since the engagement, my name has become synonymous with ‘Finneas’s girlfriend’. To me, it was the greatest honor ever.”

could sacrifice anything. I gave up on my dreams in order to get a place in the university he attended. I didn’t even have a life. My life revolved around him. I learned how to cook different cuisines, studied wine-tasting, and

they are not a good match. Despite our pledge of undying love,

youth that was filled with memories of Finneas. Today, I’m finally putting an

Finneas heard Selena’s innermost thoughts, he went through a struggle in his mind. It was true that he had once shared many beautiful memories with her. After all, they spent their youth

hatred, feeling sidestepped on an important

When he listened to Selena describing her childhood sweetheart, he felt

take it as if a wild bitch has snatched my pet mutt away. Birds of the same feather… No, sh*t of the same pile goes together, eh?” Selena’s snide remark caused the crowd to give an audible collective gasp. “Finneas, I’m happy that you’ve found the love of your life—my sister, Megan Yard. I hereby send you my best wishes, and I wish for

words ‘b*tch’ and ‘mutt’, so everyone in the crowd could clearly hear the innuendo behind her

venue was relatively quiet, save for the soft music in the background, everyone heard that