Filed To Story: My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel
“Although she was against me taking over Kaleidoscope, protection from the Roborts Family forced her to turn a blind eye. So, all these years, my relationship with her has only been a superficial relationship bet**en a mother and son.”
Emma’s curiosity grew as she stared at Eric, “Then…why does she dislike actors so much?”
“Actually, in the early days, although she didn’t like the idea of me taking over Kaleidoscope, she never hated actors to this extent. She even had a few arguments with me because of it. So, I was planning to get Luke to investigate when things began to change. There was just a slight delay today, so he didn’t get the chance to leave yet,” Eric explained.
In other words, Eric was quite clueless when it came to Wren.
“OK, as long as this matter hasn’t hurt you, then it’s all good. However, our current situation…”
“Don’t worry, leave it with me,” Eric assured. “Just give me a bit of time.”
“I’ve said it before, it’s not that I’m worried you won’t be able to resolve it, I’m just worried that you won’t have the heart to make a move…” She was, after all, his mother, so Emma could completely understand his predicament. After all, she had suffered many times in the past because of Bertha; she could relate to being dragged down by family and the pain associated with it.
But, would Eric really not have the heart to make a move?
Eric had never felt that it would be an issue.
During this time, Elder Roberts made a phone call to show his concern. Eric was busy with PR, so Emma answered the phone on his behalf.
As soon as Elder Roberts heard Emma’s voice, he said, “Ignore that crazy woman. No matter how evil a tiger is, it would never eat it’s own child. That woman is ridiculous.”
It was reasonable for Elder Roberts to be angry. After all, Wren had completely destroyed the reputation of both the Roborts Family and Miller Family.
“Grandfather, don’t worry, Eric will know what to do…”
“But, your family was implicated for no reason.” Elder Roberts sighed, “Wren wasn’t like this in the past. I wonder when things began to change.”
After hearing that Eric would handle the matter, Elder Roberts decided to hang up the phone. However, Emma noticed the meaning behind Elder Roberts’s words and quickly held him back, “Grandfather, wait!”
“What is it?”
“Can you tell me a few things about mom’s past?” Emma almost forgot that Elder Roberts probably knew Wren the best.
“The past? She used to be very understanding. But now…she’s probably going through menopause!”
Emma did not ask any further nor did she continue chatting to Elder Roberts. She had figured by now that the doubts she had in her head were the same unsolved mysteries that Eric had.
…
Another big piece of entertainment news was released in New York, and the person that revealed it was Eric’s mother. The internet was filled with heated discussions; everyone wanted to know if Wren’s words were true.
Zephaniah made a phone call to question Emma, but Emma reassured him not to worry. So, he returned to his search for the girl named Edith.
Perhaps it was because she felt guilty about hitting Zephaniah, when Zephaniah returned to the same spot where they had last met, the girl did not make an appearance at all.
Afterwards, Zephaniah went to search under the bridge and did a bit of asking around, but he still had no way of meeting her again.
Zephaniah assumed, since this girl was so smart, she must be watching his every move from a safe distance. So, he pretended to leave, but waited in his car for one hour. Afterwards, he returned to the girl’s stall and found her there as expected. However, the girl looked at Zephaniah like he was a ghost and quickly ran away.
Zephaniah responded by chasing after her. However, after a good few kilometers, when both parties were all puffed out, Zephaniah suddenly questioned, “Why are you running?”
“I hit you before. If I don’t run, I’ll end up being chased. I’m not crazy,” the girl held onto her hip as she kept a 2 meter distance from Zephaniah. “How about this, I’ll help you fix any dislocated bones and help you massage the spot where I hit you.”
“Fine. As long as you stop running,” Zephaniah replied as he held his ch*st.
“Let’s find a place to sit down peacefully then,” the girl suggested cautiously.
“OK.”
So, the two came to a compromise and returned to the stall. However, just as Zephaniah sat down, the girl hit him once again; not on the face this time, but on his neck…
As soon as Zephaniah collapsed on the ground, the girl immediately pushed her cart and escaped.
Afterwards, the same passerby helped him up, “Rascal, I told you not to provoke Edith. Why didn’t you listen to me?”
“Would auntie happen to know where she lives?”
The old lady looked at Zephaniah in shock as she responded with a stutter, “What are you planning to do?”
Of course, he was going to do what he should. He had been hit by the brat twice, so he wasn’t going to give up until he found her.
Zephaniah did not waste his breath explaining himself, he simply handed the old lady some money.
As soon as the lady saw Zephaniah’s ‘sincerity’, she immediately sold out Edith…
However, Zephaniah had no idea that taking this step would change his entire life…
Zephaniah looked up the address and headed over. However, he almost broke the doorbell, yet no one responded inside. At this time, Zephaniah heard some footsteps from behind him. As he turned around, he spotted the brat supporting an old woman who was wearing a face mask.
The brat also spotted him. So, she quickly abandoned the old lady and ran away.
This time, Zephaniah did not chase after her. Instead, he directly threatened her, “Hey, brat! Don’t you care about this woman anymore?”
The brat turned around and yelled towards the old lady, “Mom, you handle it yourself…”
In the end, she really didn’t care…
Zephaniah had truly witnessed how uncultivated the brat could be as he heard the old lady giggle beside him, “Sir, I’m sorry. Has my daughter caused you trouble?”
Zephaniah looked at the woman in detail and discovered that she had a reason for her face mask; there were bumpy scars all over her face.
“Rascal, you’ve spotted the scars on my face, haven’t you?”
“Uh huh,” Zephaniah nodded.
“I was burnt about ten years ago,” the old lady said before she looked up and analyzed Zephaniah. However, a few minutes later, she suddenly became very emotional, “You…you’re the rascal that won best new director.”
“I see that auntie watches TV,” Zephaniah nodded, acknowledging his identity. “I have a drama for your daughter to act in…”
“Her father had a dream of acting, and because of that dream, he never returned,” the old lady sighed. Afterwards, she suddenly thought of something and asked in a slight stutter, “The…the rumor about the boss from Kaleidoscope…is it true? A lot of people have been discussing it lately.”
“Of course it’s not true,” Zephaniah replied, “Eric and his wife were betrayed by his mother. He is unlucky to have a mother like that.”
The old lady’s exp**ssion changed a little. Without wasting any more time, she simply said, “Rascal, my Hadassahng has always been this wild, so I have no control over her. Whether you want her to act for you or anything else, please don’t hurt her.”
After speaking, the old lady pushed open the metal door that Zephaniah had been p**ssing the doorbell for earlier. From the looks of it, the villa that they lived in, wasn’t bad at all.
Thinking about the way that the brat appeared when she opened her stall, Zephaniah thought to himself, he had never seen someone as wild and strange as this girl.
Hadassahng…
From the looks of it, she should be called ‘Little Chimp’ instead…
…
After Zephaniah left, Yadanar Campbell slowly made her way back home. Seeing her mother had removed her mask and was applying antiseptic, she quickly hurried over to help, “Old woman, move over, let me do it.”
“Yadanar, mom has something to ask of you.”