Filed To Story: My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel
2:30pm. Joaquin officially held his wedding at COMO hotel. On the grounds of the hotel was a luxurious palace-style gothic cathedral where all the guests were gathered.
At this time, Winona was seated at the lower left of Emma. Every now and then, she would glance over at Emma with a sense of hatred and hostility. However, Emma smiled the entire time under Eric’s protection.
After the wedding ceremony finished, it was time for the wedding reception.
At an event like this, it was the perfect opportunity for managers to find resources for their artists.
However, for superstars like Emma and Jordyn, they no longer needed to s**k up to people in the same way.
Unfortunately, because of her absence from Fashion Week, Emma became the talk of the modeling industry. Apart from discussions about the possibility that she was in ‘Stupid’, there were also discussions about how she managed to seduce the Big Boss of the entertainment industry.
It seemed, no matter where she went, she couldn’t avoid being the target of gossip.
Inside the beautiful fountain-centered European-style ballroom, Eric weaved through the guests with his arm around Emma’s waist. However, a little while later, Eric pulled out his phone and leaned over to say, “I need to pick up an important phone call.”
Emma nodded her head. Dressed in a long white sleeveless gown, Emma waited patiently by the doorway as she held onto her handbag. At this time, a couple in their early fifties led a roughly 70-year-old man into the room.
As soon as she saw the middle-aged woman, Emma froze. It was Nathan’s mother; the woman that had married a famous director.
Who would have thought they’d cross paths here…
Emma looked over and nodded her head politely, but the receiving party did not seem accepting of this gesture.
Mrs. Davis looked Emma up and down before turning to her husband and sneering, “I’ve just spotted a disgusting person…”
“What’s wrong?”
“That’s the model that ruined my son’s career and ended up rising to the top!” Mrs. Davis pointed her chin towards Emma, “The world sure is small when it comes to enemies!”
“Do you want me to get revenge for you?”
“Not right now. Let’s hold back for the sake of Joaquin,” Mrs. Davis scoffed, preventing her husband from making a move.
Actually, it was normal for Mrs. Davis to to despise Emma. After all, Nathan’s current state was all because of Emma.
Emma also felt extremely uncomfortable. She hated the fact that she always seemed to see people that she didn’t want to see at events like this.
Seeing that Eric wasn’t around, the black suit clad Xanthe decided to approach Emma. She grabbed two glasses of champagne from the passing waiter and handed one to Emma, “Would you like a drink?”
“I didn’t think politeness still existed bet**en us,” Emma received the champagne but returned it to the waiter.
Xanthe laughed at her own ridiculousness and shrugged her shoulders, “There’s one thing I really want to ask you. When did you and Eric start dating?”
The twinkle in Emma’s eyes were concealed beneath her dense eyelashes as she replied calmly, “It seems, you really want to become a joke.”
“In other people’s eyes, aren’t you also a joke?” Xanthe smirked. “You must know, no matter how many blessings you receive from your fans, the people within the industry will still have their doubts about your relationship.”
Emma listened but did not respond.
“You have Eric protecting you right now… so, naturally, no one dares to do anything to you. But, cherish it while you can, because who’s to say, when you wake up tomorrow, you won’t be left with nothing.” After speaking, Xanthe emptied the glass of champagne into her mouth and left.
Doubts about their relationship…
Hearing this, Emma felt chills down her spine.
But, a moment later, she simply smiled. Regardless of whether they had their doubts or not, she was already Eric’s wife.
Emma lowered her head and regained her composure. As she lifted her head again, she saw Luke walking towards her, “The President needs to make a series of phone calls, so he asked me to introduce you to a few important business partners while you are waiting.”
“Do I have to?” Emma did not like the vibe in the room. She was well aware that many of them looked at her with their judgmental eyes.
“Just relax!” Luke shrugged his shoulders and handed Emma a glass of champagne, “Let’s go.”
From directors, to past clients, to successful professionals; Emma met them all. Eventually, Luke led her over to Mrs. Davis and smiled as he introduced her, “This is Mr. Quillan Zellweger; honorary president of the film association, a top national actor and director and a set judge for the Sky Honor Awards.”
It turned out, Luke wanted to introduce Emma to the older man…
Mrs. Davis and her husband sat on the two sides of the old man. As soon as they saw Emma, their exp**ssions turned sour.
Emma ignored the couple. She simply raised her glass towards the old man, holding it with both hands, “Mr. Zellweger, it is an honour to meet you. Could I please give you a toast?”
The old man glanced at Emma without responding. After quite some time, he finally said, “As if a mere model has the right to drink with me…”
The old man’s words were loud and powerful, putting the ballroom into a stunned silence.
Everyone turned to look at the old man’s direction. After they noticed the scene that was playing out, they felt a little bit sympathetic towards Emma.
Actually, his reaction was quite reasonable. Quillan was an older generation artist and Mrs. Davis was his goddaughter. So, after he found out his godgrandson had been destroyed in the hands of Emma, he of course wanted to get back at her.
Emma’s glass remained frozen mid-air, creating an awkward atmosphere…
For quite some time, life had been quite relaxing for Emma because of Eric; it must have been quite some time since someone dared to be rude to her. Who would have thought, at a grand event like this, she would offend an important person like this.
Everyone waited to see if Emma could still continue being arrogant.
And most importantly, they wanted to see how Eric would react.
Emma continued holding onto the glass in her hands, but she did not get upset nor angry. Just as she was about to pull her arms back, someone took the glass out of her hands and said to the old man, “Then, do I have the right?”
The old man looked up and realized the man that had appeared beside Emma – was Eric!
“She represents me. If she doesn’t have the right…then no one else present has the right to drink with you.”
The old man’s exp**ssion changed as he growled under his breath, “Eric…I am still older than you…”
“Elder Zellweger is at most a senior that bullies his juniors,” Eric said straightforwardly.
“Must you speak to me like that because of a mere model?”
“Yes, she’s just a model, but she belongs to me and she represents me. If anyone is rude to her, they are being rude to me. Even if it’s you Elder Zellweger, I will not let it off lightly.” After speaking, Eric hooked his arm around Emma’s waist. As they walked off, he added, “Since you are in film, you should focus on film.”
In other words…
…Eric was telling him: “Keep your nose out of my business!”
“And keep your hands off my people!”
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