PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

SEASON 5 Part 5's. The Pavilion 1's

In just three days the other news added to the frenzy and humiliated the high-hearted McKellan family. Until a hard statement by Keira McKellan.

"I don't accept being insulted like this, our family feels so humiliated being played with so much, there will be further action for humiliating us like this. Baji*ng*an Hopkins it will pay!" His face flushed with anger as he was chased by reporters and I clapped my hands at him.

"Miss, how do you feel about your ex-boyfriend Gary Hopkins." I smiled a little when the reporter asked me.

"I'm grateful to break up with him, I've long since forgotten him and dumped him in the trash, but I feel sorry for Keira McKellan, that playboy doesn't deserve anything from us. Unfortunately he didn't learn from my case until he got stuck, but he should be grateful he didn't get married."

"Did he betray you with another woman."

"I heard that a lot, but I used to love him too much I guess. I now admit my stupidity at the time. But that's why I can be a stronger woman, I don't fall down, I can get up and be better now."

Things like that I said, then because I wanted to get publicity, some other women also said they had been involved with Gary Hopkins a few days later, of course journalists were hunting for the source of the news, whether it was true or not, or they just took advantage of the opportunity well. I think Keira McKellan is willing to push her fiance to the brink himself now.

"You know, honey, her mother was kicked out of a club by her group. McKellan impacts from the bustling news of Gary's affair with several women."

"It must be nice to see her Mama." I laughed, Mama used to be humbled and not even considered when they called off the engagement. Even he felt no need to explain to Mama when they met.

"Just be clear. I laugh in front of him. And I told Ms. McKellan not to let him do any more humiliation. He's even my friend now."

"Vengeance can please Mama."

My mother who was with me was crying at the time. Now feel you.

Coinciding with that Louis called me later.

"Hi there, Sir Louis, how are you."

"I thought you'd block my number." I laugh.

"I'm not that cruel."

"You're still in NY."

"Yes I'm still in NY, but next week I'm in LA I guess."

"I can take your promise, tomorrow maybe." I chuckle.

"All right, dinner tomorrow. Where's?"

"Pick up?"

"How about we just pick a place." I don't think I want him to pick me up.

"Well, my choice or yours."

"Your choice." But I let him choose, as well as see what his choice is.

"De Pavillion, never been there."

"Not yet, just send me the address."

"Well tomorrow at 7:30?"

"Deal. I have to go first. We'll meet tomorrow."

And the third meeting with my target. Targets who can't suspect me. I will be very careful now, arrogant and arrogant men are much easier to deal with than smart men. He's dangerous, and trained. I have to play the role of a sweet woman but not boring for her. It's hard, but I have to try.

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De Pavillion, a quirky French restaurant and superb views on Manhattan's Grand Avenue. You feel like you're in the middle of a park, but in fact you're in a sea of buildings on Grand Central.

I walked into the restaurant with a semi-casual channel blouse, peach color wants to create a sweet image and you don't need to be aware of. I hope I'm not boring later.

He's been waiting for me, this time he's wearing his suit in a light-colored shirt. Although casual without a tie, this time he wears glasses, um. I read the data he's a Harvard finance graduate, he's too smart to analyze numbers. Plus this government agent must have some special training. Suddenly I was nervous in front of him now, I took a long breath.

"Hi, uh,... " I greet him first, I will use this nervous taste as an advantage to be more careful.

"Miss Harris, your surprise is coming." He still thinks I'm gonna outsmart him. I don't want to smile.

"I wouldn't break my promise if I said it. Otherwise you wouldn't be trusted, you'd be interesting to talk to anyway." Even though I think he's immune to compliments, I should give it a try.

"You're smart to praise it."

"And you're not capable of being praised?" I raised my eyebrows at him. Now he's smiling.

"Miss Harris, ..." I cut her off by calling her Miss Harris.

"Call me Julie, or I'll call you Sir Louis, why is your name a noble."

"Maybe my mother was pleased with the story of King Louis."

"Your full name is Louis Allen."

"Louis Richard Allen's. I work as a CEO at Garcia Corporation, not a business owner like you."

He gave me his business card. In its data, the main company is mostly engaged in property, then its subsidiaries expand in the field of entertainment in many places in America, pubs and bars and restaurants, some clubs, and many others, even up to investment in several LA production houses. The overall value of its market capitalization is greater than our BlueSky.

"People who sit in that professional have a genius brain, I am the owner, but my business is also managed by professionals. I gave up on the numbers, but if you tell me to pose and act, it's easy for me to do. Luckily I have a professional I can count on. You're paid big not for no reason, without you guys money like me is already smoke. So don't lower yourself. You're a genius that I envy, like I envy my brothers."

"Alright, I bet your brother envies you too." I laughed a little with the answer.

"Then let's assume everyone has their own area here.

"agree. Let's order first." He may be a nerd genius, but he's not a stiff man at talking. This handsome guy with almost perfect brain and looks is indeed interesting.

"Several days it seems you've been busy." Deg. My neck is cold, what do you mean I'm busy, does he know about my hidden identity. How does he know, I'm very careful.

"Busy what do you mean?" I almost made a trembling sound.

"In the search engine you're trending because of your satirical status to your ex-boyfriend."

"Ohh that, well, I'm just taking advantage of his misfortune. He left me when I was down so I did the same thing. I'm going to announce a new movie co-operation, let's just say free publication, he's bast*ard so I reply by being bitc*h."

"The news says you even broke up four years ago."

"Yes right. But I'm not an angel who forgives. Don't expect me to sympathize, I'll clap. By the way you must be very good at doing your house's PR." He smiled at my insinuations and even opened the news about me.

"I just want to know who I'm talking to. You're famous anyway, it's easy to find news about you." As expected by

In the middle of the conversation I saw someone I knew there. Gary's mother, apparently she's in New York, too. Louis followed my direction.

"You know him?"

"Hmm, Mother of the former. Probably running away from London. Don't mind him. We're just talking about you?"

"See anything."

"Wife, I don't want to be told about dinner with a married man?" First question because I don't want to be clawed by a woman I don't know and accused of stealing her husband. Although from the data file given to me I know he is not married but still I ask.

"No."

"Daughter?"

"No"

"You're ga*y?" He grimaces.

"Never thought of."

"Friend with benefits?"

"Maybe." I smiled because I got the clue.

"What's the benefit."

"Friends talk, support each other."

"Ohh very healthy, but I don't believe in that kind of relationship. You sure he doesn't have feelings for you?"

"Hmm, we avoid with terms of mutual possession, only supporting each other long term. I think we're a good fit."

Good friends, but not having each other, that's weird. Clearly strange, can a woman develop such feelings, have no jealousy? I can't be clear. Maybe the woman does not want to be on the bridle, just let's meet, talk to close friends and a little fun sports.

"That's weird for you?"

"Yes. Because I don't feel like I can be in that situation. Yeah it's me, everyone's different."

"It happened a lot, I guess. A short date is the same."

"Ohh is clearly different. A short date is only a short one. You obviously don't have any expectations, but if that kind of friendship you're saying, ..ehm yeah well let's just say you can." He smiled to see me.

"My turn."

"You don't have a boyfriend."

"No."

"Because I'm still upset with my ex."

"Nobody can move."

"Trauma to men?"

"No. I just chose poorly first. Maybe I'm more careful now. That's all..." L saw. "Have a business in London?"

"No, we don't have any business links there except in maybe Italy, Spain." Daniella Ignatova was last seen in Italy.

"I'm mostly going to Milan or Paris if I work. Madrid, hmm I never worked there. Even more often to Shanghai or Tokyo sometimes."

"You live more in London?"

"Yes, that's what I call home. Although I may have spent months in another city, but I always go back to London."

I brought the conversation to the public first when our meal came, asking where he lived, which birth, a little bit about his family. Things that people who know each other talk about.

"You're friendly, to a star."

"That's a compliment? You seem to have an unpleasant experience with someone?"

"There are some people who are not friendly. I may have been unlucky to meet them several times. Although not overtly but they clearly minimize the opportunity for someone who is not the owner. Sometimes I just test on purpose not interested."

Just now I want to talk, someone came to my desk.