Chapter 125: Wearing Fake?
"Not far... We cannot collect footages from ten years back entirely and Camellia doesn’t remember much from that day," Cyril just gave the gist. There is a lot to unpack about that issue there and he was hopeful it will be fruitful as he is using a lot of effort to get to the bottom of that issue.
"That assistant...Stacy...her father was in Esteria twenty years back. He worked here as a professor," Cyril said.
"Coincidence? I sure hope not! " Arthur sighed seeing Cyril shrugging.
Why are there so much secrets and plots around his Iris?
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Meanwhile, Talia sitting in the office taking care of her work received an order from King Louis.
Meet the President of A-Country.
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"Shall we leave?" Talia asked Rebecca, neatly wearing a pink lace shift dress and a matching over coat. Looking at her feet, Talia wondered if it is okay for her to wear heels, but she felt it won’t be bad for her pregnancy since it was just four inches.
"I’m so excited to meet the leader of the free world!!" Rebecca rubbed her hands together and pressed them on her cheeks to warm them up. "I’ve never met our President before! Joe is useless! " she didn’t forget to diss her husband along the way too.
"It’ll be so boring and you’ll realise why Joe never brought you to political luncheons and dinners,"