Chapter 112 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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They had deliberately worn their PJs too, to look more like a family. They wanted to capture this slice of life moment.

“Alright, everyone squeeze in! Mr. Collins, your collar is a bit crooked. Mrs. Collins, chin down a bit. Mirabella, could you give a bigger smile?” The photographer said.

Mirabella flashed a bright smile as the camera clicked away.

“Switch places, switch places!” Louisa happily traded places with Kenneth.

The fireworks in the sky served as their backdrop, both of them holding Mirabella’s hands, their faces glowing with happiness.

Mirabella had never felt her parents‘ love so intensely, The way they doted on her, as if she were their most precious treasure.

“Alright, let’s change it up.” The photographer took more candid shots in the living room after the garden shoot.

Mirabella, held closely by her parents, felt a warmth she had never felt before.

After shooting over a dozen scenes, Louisa still wanted more. But Kenneth chuckled, “Let’s give Bella a break, we’ve been shooting for quite a while tonight.”

“Madam, we’ve shot over a dozen scenes already, there are thousands of photos.” The photographer was also worried that they might be too tired and it would affect their expressions.

“Let’s take more when the boys return!” Kenneth massaged Louisa while speaking, “Someone, bring some lemonade.”

Someone brought the lemonade. Louisa placed a straw and handed it to Mirabella, “Bella, have some water. You must be tired.“”

Mirabella shook her head and took a sip. It was a bit sweet. She also felt sweet in her heart.

“Want some dessert?” Kenneth brought a whole plate of desserts in front of Mirabella, “Do you like pink macarons? Or do you prefer pudding? If you don’t like either, I’ll have them made again!”

“Mom, Dad, you guys choose first.” Mirabella took the plate and handed it to them.

Kenneth and Louisa, touched by the gesture, each took one dessert even though they usually didn’t have sweets at night.

The photographer sent all the digital photos to Louisa’s phone first. Louisa, looking at the countless frames of them, felt extremely satisfied. Every single one was perfectly captured, so natural.

“Bella, come take a look, do you have any favorites? I’ll send them to you first.” Louisa said.

Mirabella chose a biscuit, paired it with the lemonade, took a look and said, “All good.”

“Then I’ll send them all to you.” After sending them, Louisa continued to admire the photos, “These are really fantastic! Especially these few.”

Seeing her set one of the photos as her phone wallpaper, Kenneth also chimed in, “I want to set it as my wallpaper too!”

After munching on some snacks, Mirabella headed back to her room and saw her parents flipping through their photos on the couch, their faces beaming with joy.

The next morning, Mirabella, done with her breakfast and ready for work, noticed Serena looking a bit off. She might have found out about their family photo session last night. Serena glared at Mirabella, her eyes seething with resentment, struggling to keep her anger in check. Mirabella just threw her a glance before looking away and getting into Romeo’s car.

Serena was fuming. She told Martha, who was trailing behind her, “I was at a friend’s wedding last night, being a bridesmaid. When I got back, they had already finished taking the pictures and gone to bed! I’m really ticked off! They didn’t wait for me! They set off a bunch of fireworks and hired photographers, but they just went to bed after the shoot, not giving a damn about how I’d feel.”

Martha, worried for her, quietly said, “Miss Serena, you need to step up your game. I suggest you stop enduring, or your position in this family will keep sliding…”

Hearing this, Serena decided it was time to take action.

In N country, a private helicopter slowly descended onto the rooftop of a skyscraper. The man’s face was aloof. Upon hearing the news, his eyes were icy cold.

A young assistant said, “the boss have been away from home for over ten days because of work. You and the others can handle this project. Should there be any issues, report back to the boss.”

Before he could finish, Julian’s gaze landed on his right foot, realizing he had already stepped onto the helicopter’s stairs. He quickly stepped back, respectfully said to the boss, “Have a good trip, boss. Take care.” The helicopter took off, stirring up a gust of wind.

The man asked softly, “Are the gifts ready?” “Yes, boss, all set!” Julian replied respectfully, “There are three gifts in total, a limited–edition perfume set, a limited–edition lipstick set, and a limited–edition skincare set.” He prepared each as he wasn’t sure what the boss would want to give his sister. These perfumes, lipsticks, and skincare products are all the rage among girls nowadays. But the man coldly said, “These are too lightweight.”

The assistant suddenly realized that these gifts were indeed too lightweight. He quickly said, “My apologies for the oversight. I’ll arrange something else once we land.” The man asked indifferently, “What’s the hottest brand among girls in our country these days?” The assistant thought for a moment and said, “Definitely QY.” Three years ago, QY launched with its unique styles and one–of–a–kind pieces, quickly gaining popularity among socialites, and celebrities.

Then, QY launched a new line of shoes and bags, causing a stir in the fashion world.

QY’s designer, Queen Abby, has won numerous international awards. She has led the brand from a little–known label to a global luxury brand.

“I heard that QY has recently launched a new line of jewelry, each piece being unique…” Julian said, quickly handing his tablet to the man.

The gentleman’s eyes swept over various pieces of jewellery, eventually settling on a uniquely designed pink diamond necklace.

“Girls should like diamonds and pink, right?”

“That’s the one.”

Julian was somewhat surprised. This was their first meeting, and the boss had already personally chosen a three–million–dollar necklace for his sister?

It seemed like the boss had truly accepted his sister.

The helicopter flew back to Solterra, finally landing on top of the Collins Fashion headquarters skyscraper.

As soon as the gentleman got off the plane, there were thirty senior managers waiting on either side.

Because of his arrival, all the group’s employees were on high alert, very careful, afraid of making a mistake.

On the other side….

Romeo held Mirabella in his arms, opened his phone for her to choose from, “these are QY’s new products, see if there’s anything you like.”

On the phone screen, it showed QY’s newly launched jewellery series.

Mirabella didn’t even look at it and directly refused, “I already have a lot of jewelries.”

She herself didn’t like to wear jewelry, thinking it was a hassle.

And, these pieces of jewelry were all her own designs… there was no point for her to buy her own designs.

Romeo looked down at her gently, “Bella, you are so excellent, of course, you should be rewarded.”

Rewarded?

“Your piano piece is really good…”

Mirabella understood. He must have found out that she was Melody.

“When will you play a piece for me?” As Romeo’s chin gently stroked her hair, thinking of her superb piano skills in the video, his eyes became even softer. His Bella was truly exceptional and unique.

“We’ll talk about it when I have time.”

“How about this one?” Romeo’s eyes fell on a uniquely designed pink diamond necklace, “It suits you very well.”

Mirabella’s skin was very delicate and smooth, wearing such a necklace, her temperament would be even more outstanding.

“Thank you, but…”

“You can keep it even if you don’t wear it.”

“There’s really no need…”

In the conference room of the Collins Corporation headquarters, all the senior managers listened quietly to the future development direction and solutions after reporting this quarter’s work.

Not until Hans Collins said “dismissed” did everyone breathe a sigh of relief and leave the conference room.

“The boss’s aura is too strong, I was sweating the whole time…”

“Me too, look at the sweat on my forehead…”

“Every time the boss comes back, I feel like I’m going to collapse, but as soon as he leaves, I start missing him.”

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