His Ex-wife Is An Heiress novel Chapter 18

Celestine who heard the rather suggestive question, blushed and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear.

“Well, the media has already assumed such things,” She replied. “However, me and Toby are still very good friends and nothing else, no matter what the media says.”

Some of the journalist seemed satisfied with the answer, and Tobias, who was wearing a suit and looking every bit handsome and charismatic, merely nodded with a stoic expression, a look that the reporters had gotten used to and immediately took a picture of, for tomorrow's headlines.

"Mr. Larsen, one last question. Last week, you and Ms. White were spotted together at the park, was that a causal outing between friends or did you have another agenda in mind?"

This question had Celestine turning red as a tomato and she glanced expectantly at Tobias.

But just as he opened his mouth to speak, the sound of commotion coming from behind them interrupted him.

"Gosh, she's so beautiful! Who is she?" Someone said.

"Her dress is so stunning!" Another commented.

"Where is she from?"

"What is her name? She must be a new model!"

"Who is she with, the man looks rich!"

Comments like that eventually drew Tobias’s attention and against his better judgment, he turned his head in the direction of where the commotion was coming from.

He had expected a celebrity or an influential person or maybe a model, but the one who had drawn everyone’s attention wasn’t anyone he was expecting and the moment his eyes landed on her, his stoic mask broke, and his eyes widened a fraction.

It was none other than Amara, but she looked different. She was beautiful, more than he had remembered her being.

They were total strangers and she would like, no, love to keep it that way.

“Amara,” Lorenzo called, gaining her attention. When she looked at him, concern was etched into the features of his face. “I didn’t know those two were going to be here. Do you-?”

Amara gave him a bright smile, as she interrupted him. “It’s alright. Those two don’t bother me, so let’s carry on like they don’t exist, okay?”

Lorenzo took a second to scan her eyes, seemingly searching for the lies in her words that he couldn’t find, before nodding. “Okay. Shall we head in now?”

Amara nodded and just like that, they began for the entrance. However, their journey was interrupted by the appearance of a figure in their path.

“Look who the cat dragged in.” Fiona sneered as she eyed Amara from top to bottom. Although she was surprised by Amara’s expensive looking attire, she didn’t let it show. “What’s a poor orphan like you doing here? Ah, let me guess, did you borrow that dress and come here to beg for scraps?”