Chapter 313 You Should Date Me Instead
Selena looked at Calista disapprovingly and said, “Tell me, how long has it been since you last visited me at home? Is it only when I’m unwell and hospitalized, then I get the chance to see you?
“Aunt Selena,” replied Calista emotionally, as tears started to well up in her eyes after hearing her seemingly reprimanding yet caring words, “I’ve been very busy recently, I’m sorry.”
“Do you not even want to call me ‘mom‘ now?”
“It’s not like that. I’ve already divorced Lucian, and people may misunderstand if I call you mom again,”
said Calista, as she held Selena’s hand. “It’s just a matter of addressing. In my heart, you’ll always be my
mom,
“Then let him call me ‘aunt‘, and you can still call me ‘mom‘. Let that reckless boy know what he’s been missing out on!‘ Selena cried.
Suddenly, she snapped back from her joy of being able to meet with Calista and asked, “Who did you come with?”
Since she wasn’t addressing her as ‘mom‘ again, could it be that she had found a new guy?
Just as Calista was about to respond, Vivian approached with a glass of wine.
“Aunt Selena, I invited Callie over. I saw a tiara from our country that had been looted and sunk in the sea at an auction abroad. I bid a high price and donated it to the Capeton museum, so this national treasure wouldn’t fall into the hands of those vultures. And Callie was in charge of restoring the tiara. Once we met, we hit it off. We even have the same taste for the same celebrity, the idol who got famous recently. Isn’t it quite a coincidence?”
Calista had to admit that Vivian was talented in toying with people, given how well she was able to hide her true feelings and also the Jacquez family’s power.
She saw it earlier on. One moment ago, Vivian was still referring to Selena as her future mother–in–law, implying that she and Lucian were about to tie the knot.
next second, she was incredibly humillated. She bet Vivian would probably be so infuriated that she’d
her teeth to places
stood before her, she made it seem like they wer
friends Selena smiled a
Vivian was dumbfounded. Wasn’t it common sense to praise her instead? What’s wrong with this old hag: Did she score a zero on her EQ test? Did she even know how to socialize? Vivian forced a smile.
“Aunt Selena, that idol came today as well. He’s in the garden in the north right now. Callie said she
wanted to go meet him, so shall I take her there now?”
She didn’t mention it was her brother, mainly because she knew how big of a playboy he was. His
reputation sucked.
Although he always had the Jacquez family to cover things up for him and didn’t garner any public attention, what if Selena had heard any rumors and regarded her as the same type of person as her brother?
Calista was utterly amazed by Vivian’s tactics. She was so skilled in inflicting conflicts.
Meeting with an idol was nothing, but meeting with him alone was almost equivalent to her cheating on Lucian. How could Lucian’s mother, Selena, tolerate this? Selena frowned after she heard this.
“Idols? They’re just faking their personalities. Most of them don’t like how they carry themselves on screen. Callie, don’t meet him. If you like him, invite him over some day when you’re free. Just let perform whatever you want to see.
Calista smiled.
“Alright.”
let him
Vivian was about to burst in a fit of rage. The forced smile on her face was gradually going to fall
apart.
*Idols nowadays aren’t like opera singers, where you can just invite them over and let them perform for
you
“What’s the big deal about being an idol? After all, it’s still a career. As long as he’s paid, why does the venue matter? if you want to compare, the opera singers should be more privileged, since they work a lot harder to earn their chance on stage. And they don’t even get the spotlight as often as idols.
As Selena had been in a prestigious family for so many years, her imposing presence alone was enough
intimidate anyone.
cquez, you shouldn’t be judging their careers and classify them into high end and low and jobs.
oing alot of charity work recently to leave a good Impression on Seler In the
much mise from her, but she was even reprimanded for an uninte
aroun
Vivian was too embarrassed to stay, so she found an excuse and left. After she left, Selena bumped into
her acquaintance as well.
Initially, she wanted to bring Calista with her, but Calista refused. Selena didn’t insist and only told her not
to simply wander around.
After Selena left, Calista went to the dining area to eat. Just as she was about to reach for food, she
bumped into someone beside her.
“Isn’t this Ms. Everhart? Are you trying to flirt with men here at the dining area using eating as your excuse?” the voice asked condescendingly.
This careless and arrogant voice sounded quite familiar, but Calista couldn’t recall where she’d heard it before. She moved one step backward and glanced up at that person.
He was tall, with an overly slim face, small eyes, sunken cheeks, and prominent cheekbones. He’s ugly, yet he’s dressed flamboyantly.
He sported a maroon suit with tight black pants and a pair of shiny leather shoes. Calista remembered who he was now–it was Leopold.
He used to go after her when they were in school. After he was rejected by Calista, he became infuriated and started to harass her.
Previously, when she was borrowing money here and there to pay off her debts, Leopold had insulted her in a perverted way.
He even offered her a few bundles of money to ask her to kneel and lick his shoes. Calista got mad in an instant and slapped him in the face. This was astonishing to those rich kids.
After all, it was a first for them to see someone with such pride despite owing the loan sharks and being chased after like a dog.
Only Calista herself knew her firm rejection had nothing to do with her pride. It was solely because he hadn’t offered enough.
His money couldn’t even help a small part of her debt. Hence, she might as well seize this opportunity to
at she scrutinized him disdainfully, is it that you didn’t get enough heating another one
ront of hier
He already looked frail. When he got mad, all his features became very twisted.
“Calista, you’re just a woman who’s dumped by Lucian. How dare you have the audacity to act all high and mighty in front of me?” muttered Leopold under his breath.
After all, tonight’s banquet was hosted by the Jacquez family. Leopold might be a no–brainer, but he still
knew how to act decent. He made sure no one could hear what they said.
When he leaned into her, the pocket of his suit jacket opened slightly. Calista’s gaze fell upon the room key that he had casually stashed inside.
She frowned, visibly confused. The banquet was only for a few hours, and it’s not like they’re staying overnight. Why would they need to prepare restrooms?
She turned at the hall and happened to meet eyes with Vivian, who smiled at her.
“Are you counting on Mr. Northwood to support you?” Leopold reached his hand out, attempting to touch her face in a leering manner. “Stop thinking about him since you’ve been rejected. Why don’t you date me instead? As long as you can do it well for me-
*Ouch!”
A foot landed right on his crotch. Leopold howled in pain, clutching his crotch as he bent over. In an instant, his face turned pale.
