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She had however requested that her father's name, her surname, be maintained. One midnight, Andrea woke and went down to the kitchen to get some warm milk, hoping that would help her sleep. Just before she completely descended the stairs, she overheard Veronica tearfully murmur a prayer, hoping Andrea would finally open up to them. Hearing those words touched the little girl to the soul.

Words died in her throat and Riya’s face lost all colour when her eyes met with Christian Knight and she was stunned to find him in the house, particularly in her house, in absence of Mishka. *** LONDON, “Now, where do you think you are going?” William asked Andrea as she stepped down the stairs in fresh clothes. “Aunt Vera wants to meet me. She is outside in the car.” Andrea said, and William scowled. “What do they fucking want now? You aren’t going anywhere. Go back to your room,” William said, taking a sip of his rum. “I am going out to meet her. Do not try to stop me!” Andrea said and William raged, but Leena squeezed his hand.

How the hell did I get myself into this shit? "Did you fuck my husband?" Andrea asked and I just stared at her. "That's what I wanted to ask you from the moment you arrived. But I don't think I am ready to hear the answer." She smiled at me. "So instead, I want to ask you a favor." "A favor?" I looked at her confused. "Please don't take Cole away from me and Leo. I know that you can easily do that but please don't take him from us." She pleaded, crying.

She turned to glance at the prison guard behind her, "I want to see reporters!" The prison guard on the side scoffed, "Who do you think a reporter is? Is it someone who you can see as you want?" Unexpectedly, Andrea knelt down on the ground and implored, "If you can't make the decision, you can ask your superior! Maybe they will agree!" She did not believe that after knowing all the things about Sydney had done from her, Leo would not have any thoughts of revenge.

he asked as he followed me. I didn’t respond. I had no energy for that. Andrea suddenly moved faster and stepped in front of me, blocking my path. “Running away again? That’s becoming a habit,” he said. I sighed and folded my arms. “What do you want, Andrea?” “If there were an award for asking questions you already know the answer to, you’d win it every year,” he said. I didn’t react. My arms stayed tightly folded across my chest as I stared at him.

Aldine like that? “What?” “Can you please not be deaf right now?” Andrea asked. “We want to meet him, get him right of the office or maybe fucking Nate, just get one of them here,” Andrew said. “It is urgent,” Andrea replied and the secretary shook her head. “No,” “No to what?” “You are not seeing him, I can't allow you to do that, you don't have an appointment with him and you are too rude,” “You won't be the first or last person that would say that to us, just do what we ask you to do,” Andrew said.

Andrea requested nothing and continued to scroll on her phone, avoiding eye contact. My mom sighed and seemed like she was about to say something, probably to reprimand Andrea, but I shook my head, silently telling her not to. She sighed again and gulped down her glass of water. “What do you guys want to talk about? I have a lot of things to do, so say what you want to say so I can leave and get this over with,” Andrea said, still engrossed in her phone. I couldn't take it anymore. I suddenly became angry with her behavior.

"Why, I'm Vianne's best buddy! We go far back, don't we, V? I'm sure she's told you everything about me." The reporters perked up, scenting new drama. I faked a grin, my thoughts racing. "Chelsea, what a surprise to see you here." "Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world," Chelsea sighed. "In fact, I have so many beautiful stories about our darling Vianne. I'm sure your fans would love to hear them." Adrian's face stiffened. "I'm afraid we're out of time for questions. Thank you everyone for coming." As security started to take the reporters out, Chelsea yelled out, "Don't worry, Vianne! I'll be in contact soon. We have so much making up to do!"

"The Luna actually sent me to you" "What does my mother want" "Andrea"

She blurted out faintly after her deep thought. "What did you say?" Trina asked - confused by her words. "Huh? Ah- nothing. I'm just praying for him to wake up soon." Andrea reasoned out as she pointed the man and shook her head. "Uh!" Trina reacted as she nodded. Later, she raised from her seat and walk through the man’s side. She studied the man while flippantly asking, “Andre where did you pick this Adonis? Is he the one you’ve tried to convince to be your fake fiancé and be introduced to your stepfather, so he'll stop pestering you about that arrange marriage thingy, and when he didn’t agree you beat him up, causing him to lose his consciousness?”