CALISTA'S POV "He's your father, isn't he?" Raviel asked. My eyes flashed, and disgust washed through me. "He once was... but not anymore," I replied and stood up. "The exhibition should start now." Right then, a knock came from the door. "Come in," I said, and conveniently changed the topic. The door opened, and a lady, seemingly in her late twenties, walked in. "Miss Calista, Mr Raviel, what would you like me to serve you?" She asked with a subservient tone. I glanced at Raviel, who nonchalantly shrugged and returned his gaze to his phone. Then, I returned my attention to the lady and revealed a polite smile. "We are okay," I replied. "By the way, when is the exhibition starting?" The lady smiled. "Mr Louis should be here to pick you up any moment..." She replied. I knew it was her way to tell us she had no idea. However, the door opened in the next seconds, and Louis walked in, accompanied by the smiling Celine. "Miss Calista, Mr Raviel, it's time." He said. I breathed i
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