“Come over when I tell you so. I’m your dad. Do I need to make a reservation to see my own daughter? It doesn’t matter which big shot you’re married to, I’m always going to be your dad. You will need my blessing for you to get married. Nothing will change that.”
I had to admit that Nathan’s words really did strike me in the chest. If he didn’t attend my wedding and started spreading slander about me on top of that, it would truly be a disaster.
“What a good father you are, threatening me with my very own happiness,” I scoffed sarcastically before hanging up.
I glanced at myself in the mirror. I was slowly becoming more and more radiant under Christopher’s loving care. Even my eyes seemed to have become more foxy, resembling Julia’s slightly. When I stopped smiling, they had a faint intimidating aura to them, but when I smiled they curled up in an endearing way.
I must be going crazy. As if I could actually be Julia’s daughter, I laughed inwardly.
After changing into a full Chanel outfit that Christopher had bought for me, I put on some light makeup and admired myself in the mirror. It was true: a woman could never be ugly as long as she knew how to dress herself up.
I walked toward Fiesta Hotel and immediately got escorted to a private room. Suddenly, a middle-aged man who looked mildly familiar started walking toward me. I assumed he was going to walk by and moved aside to give him space when he suddenly stopped in front of me. As he looked me up and down in a judgmental manner, he asked, “Ms. Tanner?”
“That’s me. May I know who are you?” I asked in confusion. If one attended a party, there might be people who you’ve never even heard of before, who knew exactly who you were. Now that Christopher had so openly announced our relationship, I knew I had gained quite a reputation among this community.
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