Kelly's POV “A lot you say, Mr Adrian. You seem to know how to choose your words properly. I am amazed. By alot do you mean, connections and other stuff that comes with it?”.Adrian’s eyes sparkled as he leaned back, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. A waitress passed just in time.“A bottle of cold water, please.” I ordered, my gaze fixed on the waitress though I could feel Mr Adrian's gaze fixed on me. “Yes ma'am. What about you, Mr?”. The waitress asked Mr Adrian.“The same order this adorable woman here placed.” He replied rather lusciously, earning a soft lips smack.The waitress bowed slightly and walked away to get our orders.“As we were saying, Mrs Kelly. I am here to help you. I am here to give you connections, influence and doors that will open for you without you even knocking. I am offering you more than just a position in my magazine. I am offering you a stage where the world will see you and never forget your impact. You will be known as the model of the cent
Kelly's POV We finally meet; Mr Adrian A tall man in his early thirties strides towards his gaze fixed on no one in particular since he had dark shade glasses on.Something about his walking step and his aura didn't sit right with me. It was like there was something I could sense that other people could.I swallowed a hard lump, took in a deep breath and mentally prepared myself for what may come. This was my opportunity to shine and I knew the way I presented myself would determine whether I would get the job.He finally approached our table and took a seat opposite Camille and I. A sly grin on his face.He took off his glasses and my jaw dropped. I could swear I had seen him somewhere. He looked so familiar I could bet on my instincts. Something about him made me feel we had met before but I couldn't remember where and under what circumstances.He stretched out his arm to me, smiling and revealing his set of white teeth.“Good afternoon, Mrs Kelly. I am Mrs Adrian.”My hand tremb
Kelly's POV “I always knew your husband would support you. Left for me, I wouldn't have asked you to bother going home to talk to him about it since I know he would definitely support you.” Mrs Cathe said while pouring me a cup of coffee.We were both seated in her office.I watched the steam rise from the cup, my hands wrapped tightly around it for warmth. “Thank you, ma,” I whispered, though my voice still carried the weight of my worries. The office felt safe, but my mind kept drifting back to the man at the supermarket.Mrs Cathe took a long sip from her coffee, closing her eyes and savouring the taste and flavour of the coffee.“So that your husband has approved of your involvement with other modelling and fashion hubs, I'll go ahead to prepare for a meeting with the representatives so that a deal would be reached and you will begin your journey as a model.”“Is that so, ma'am?”. I inquired, my ears refusing to believe what I just heard.“Of course, Kelly. Absolutely!”. My hear
Kelly's POV “We'll review the CCTV cameras and see what we can find. Once there's any feedback, I'll personally see to it that you are the first to know.” The chief security officer of the supermarket apologized, handing a piece of paper to me.After I had run after the stranger who bumped into me, it occurred to me that Alex's words were true. Ever since he had warned me to be careful and after giving birth to Ivy I have never gone anywhere without Finn or one of the guards driving me around. Today was my first time alone and now here I was, standing in shock with my handbag gone. Alex wasn't in support of what I had done and that's why he had been worried that I was going to meet up with Camille off work and alone. My heart sank thinking about all the things inside—my phone, cards, even Ivy’s little photo. I clutched the paper the officer gave me, nodding weakly. “Thank you. I will be expecting feedback soon.” I whispered, flashing a small smile at the officer, their gaze assurin
Kelly's POV “Do you really trust her?”. Alex asked over the phone.“Who?.” “Camille of course. Do you trust her? I don't trust her for some unknown reason.”I had rounded my conversations with Camille at the Delökreés cafe. I was heading towards the shopping mall to get a few groceries since it was along the route to my house.“Alex??.” I called out softly, my eyes fixed on the road. “You really have trust issues don't you?.” I asked softly, my voice laced with love.“Of course, Bae. I have serious trust issues. Not after everything we have been through. Trust almost ruined us, remember? I can't take chances anymore.”I smiled faintly, shifting my bag on my arm. “I understand, Alex. But Camille is my friend. She has been around for months now. I've been to her apartment a couple of times. I don’t want to believe she can harm me. She's someone I can trust.”He sighed deeply on the phone. I could tell he was really worried.“That’s what scares me, Kelly. Sometimes it’s the people close
Kelly's POV “ Pardon?”. I muttered, feigning lack of understanding.Camille smiled and took a sip to get coffee.“Tell me exactly what Mrs Cathe discussed with you, Kelly? Words for words.”“Pardon?” I muttered again, pretending not to understand what she meant.Camille leaned forward, her eyes sharp with curiosity. She toyed with the cup of coffee in her hands, a mischievous smile playing across her face. A part of me wanted to trust her but Alez’s words made me reconsider my choice.“Kelly, don’t play dumb with me. You know what I am talking about and asking from you. Just Tell me exactly what Mrs. Cathe said to you. Word for word. I want to know the big secret.”I shifted in my seat, my hand tightening around my cup. “Camille, there's nothing important to discuss. We didn't really discuss anything serious and you know Mrs. Cathe. Some conversations are just better left private. Mrs. Cathe trusts me, and I don’t want to betray that. He probably doesn't want anyone to hear of this.”