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Penelope was visibly disheartened. Skylar seemed to be flushed with success, seeing as news about her was
something she could not avoid seeing every day. Penelope refused to believe that Skylar had no influence
whatsoever.
“Are you afraid of being associated with people like me?” asked Penelope, her gaze dispirited. “Your current circle
should include all the famous stars. They rub shoulders with whoever is popular at the moment.”
If Skylar had not heard these words in person, she definitely wouldn’t have believed that they were uttered by
Penelope.
She assumed that their friendship was steadfast and resolute. No matter what happened, they would not question
each other.
What Penelope said was sad indeed. To lighten the situation, Skylar said, “I can help you build an online presence
and then help you buy traffic. This is also a way to make money.”
Penelope barely gave a damn about influencers in general. After all, how could influencers compare to being actual
celebrities? Besides, there was nothing much she could do on her own. Does she want me to showcase my own
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmisery? Since I’m a single mom? As if I’m not enough of a laughing stock already.
“Fine. I don’t need your help anymore. I’ll find a way on my own. Looks like I can’t rely on anyone, apparently,” said
Penelope ruthlessly. “You’d best not show up here anymore either, lest the paparazzi catch a glimpse of you and
your miserable friend. Wouldn’t want to affect your glorious image, now would we?”
Skylar wanted to interject and explain, but she was cut off by the sound of the child crying. Bit had been startled by
Penelope’s voice.
Embarrassed and upset, Penelope promptly unbuttoned her blouse to breastfeed Bit.
Skylar was worried that she was in the way of them and decided to leave. As it turned out, breastfeeding was a part
of motherhood.
However, the very concept was foreign to Skylar. This was the first time she had seen breastfeeding happen in front
of her and felt something tug at her heartstrings. Did that not hurt?
Skylar also could not fathom why Penelope rejected the suggestion. Every job had its own distinctions, and
influencers earned much more than celebrities did.
Penelope was not keen on capitalizing on her own misery. Skylar, on the other hand, did not seem to have qualms
when it came to earning money. So what if Penelope had to capitalize on her being sad?
In the old quarter, a dazzling Aston Martin with a prominent license plate was parked in a corner.
The owner of the car had spent the night in her bed.
Skylar opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. “You seem to be able to find me wherever I go.” She grinned
and looked at him again. “Since you’re so free today, are you going to be my diligent little driver?”
“Well, I was worried you would overthink the appointment I’m supposed to have. Hence, I decided to spend some
time with you instead.”
Tobias’ indifference and change in behavior made Skylar wonder if the painkillers had set him off, somehow.
Usually, Tobias did not mind her quips. Could it be that I had done something wrong, and it made Tobias feel like he
was going through some kind of crisis? That seemed even more unlikely.
Tobias’ face was inches away from her, his breath hot and heavy. She could smell the seductive scent of white
sandalwood that lingered on his body.
Slowly, her lips were captured by his in a dominant kiss. He gently sucked on her lower lips as his tongue probed her
mouth questioningly before forcing her lips open.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSkylar tried to avoid it, but he refused to let her go. Instead, the air was filled with the heady sense of seduction as
their breathing intertwined.
She was afraid of being secretly photographed.
After a while, Skylar’s agitation caused Tobias to pull away from the kiss, feeling dispirited. “I want to kiss you now,
but why are you so scared? Is your career more important than I am?”
Skylar gingerly felt his forehead with the back of her hand. No, he was not feverish and thus decided to compose
herself in time for dinner.
Very quickly, Skylar pulled up her collar that Tobias had undone, covering her exposed skin.
Tobias did not say a word. He found that Skylar was gradually becoming more difficult to control. She had also
never mentioned the sense of security she hoped to find with him again.
The steak they bit into was tender and juicy. It was truly worthy of such a delicate cut of meat, and the cooking style
complemented that well.
Tobias noticed that Skylar’s table manners were more elegant than before. He recalled how she barely knew how to
hold certain utensils properly at the beginning.
“Who taught you etiquette? The first time we had steak, you wanted to tear into it with your bare hands.”
Skylar smiled. “The company arranged for this, and lessons included things like how to maintain posture, where to
place my hands, and whatnot. You don’t seem to pay your company’s artists much mind, do you?”
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