Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

As it turned out, this was because she found out that Rayan would also show up at that Fashion Week.

To her, the sooner she came into contact with him, the higher her chances of success; she could put up

with being used by Arthur as long as she could complete her task.

The next day, Arthur woke her from sleep early in the morning.

Getting up on the wrong side of the bed, Elspeth stood up with a yawn, glowering furiously at the man

who removed her blanket. "Arthur! How could you—"

"I what?" Arthur cut her short. "I'm going to Fashion Week in a moment. If you don't get up now, you

might have to get there on your own later."

Unlike in Chars, it was difficult to hail a cab in Eden, yet Arthur had only one car in his possession,

which made Elspeth wonder if it was on purpose. Glancing back reluctantly, she saw a large box on her

desk, which seemed to contain an evening gown. "Is this for me?" She opened it, revealing a black

fishtail gown with a low-key yet luxurious and exquisite design that she might prefer.

Arthur nodded. "Of course. Who else here would wear this other than you?"

"How did you know my size?" Elspeth looked at him suspiciously.

"Ahem…" Arthur instantly turned scarlet. "I guessed it from my everyday observation of your physique.

I'm a doctor, remember? That's why I have keen powers of observation." Well, I couldn't say that I stole

a dress from her wardrobe, no?

Only then did Elspeth lower her guard. She picked up the gown with a smile, saying, "Fine, I believe

you."

"Just hurry and tidy yourself up. We're leaving in a minute," Arthur said before leaving her room without

pausing.

Elspeth groomed herself as quickly as she could, making sure not to appear either too conspicuous or

too slovenly casual. After tidying up everything, she and Arthur went out and drove to the venue of

Fashion Week.

This time's Fashion Week was a relatively grand event. Being officially dead in Chars, Elspeth had to

keep a low profile, so she had no choice but to wear a pair of sunglasses.

As soon as they entered arm-in-arm, those around them immediately started to take pictures. Although

they didn't recognize Elspeth, they were familiar with Arthur next to her, whom they had only heard of in

the last six months thanks to him bringing Bluestone Corp to its zenith at only 25 years old. For a

moment, everyone got very curious about the young lady next to him.

"Say, who is the woman next to him? Why have we never seen her before?"

"Wasn't it rumored before that Arthur was mad about a celebrity named Emma Walker? How come he

got himself a different companion so quickly?"

"It's just for the sake of ty, I guess. Men are all like this, after all."

As their discussions went on and on, everything they said eventually reached Emma's ears. Seeing

how Arthur and Elspeth linked arms while talking and laughing cheerfully, she clenched her teeth in

anger. How can this woman take my place in Arthur's heart?

Inwardly, she knew full well that there was no way Arthur would fall in love with Elspeth, but she was

suddenly no longer so sure of it when she noticed the inexplicable chemistry between them. An

indescribable sense of danger spread all the way up her spine. Unable to restrain herself any longer,

she took a few steps forward to Arthur's side in a desperate attempt to show off her closer relationship

with him. "Arthur, you should've told me you arrived. I could've gone to meet you."

"Didn't we run into each other now?" Arthur's voice sounded indifferent. Obviously, he wanted to keep

his distance from her.

All of a sudden, Emma felt that she couldn't see through the man at all. She puckered up her lips with a

hurt look before darting a glance at Elspeth next to him. "But you always made me your companion at

all the parties you went to before. Who is this woman beside you?" She didn't even have to guess it;

even though the woman was wearing sunglasses, she could determine from her bearing alone that she

was none other than Elspeth.

"This is my new companion. Just a little-known ordinary lady, though." Arthur smiled while stepping in

front of Elspeth, shielding her completely. He even deliberately put the stress on the second part of his

reply, as if reminding Emma not to disclose Elspeth's identity.

He's openly defending me, is he not? Elspeth mourned for herself inwardly without saying a word.

What Arthur said will probably incense Emma at once. If she really exposes my identity then, things will

probably get very troublesome.

Emma panicked deep down in an instant. "Arthur, what's wrong with you? Are you mad at me or

something?"

"Why would I be mad at you? You're overthinking it." Arthur seemed to find it somewhat irritating to

speak to her, so he turned around and wrapped his arm around Elspeth's shoulders. "Didn't you say

you were hungry just now? Let's get something to eat over there," he suggested.

"Say, who is the woman next to him? Why have we never seen her before?"

Elspeth had no choice but to nod obediently and go with him.

Shortly after they arrived at a corner, a middle-aged man came over and made small talk with Arthur.

Someone's called him away, at last, thought Elspeth. For some reason, she heaved a sigh of relief, but

no sooner had she looked up than she saw Emma staring at her from nearby with bitter hatred written

all over her face. She quickly averted her gaze and pretended not to notice it. She was here today not

for Emma but for Rayan, so her eyes began searching around for him.

But what was the use of her avoiding Emma? In the end, Emma came to her nonetheless, standing in

front of her with her arms folded across her chest. She said with a conceited smile, "Well, if it isn't

Elspeth!"

Knowing that Emma had recognized her, Elspeth finally stopped concealing herself. She took off her

sunglasses right away, revealing a pair of attractive eyes. "Emma, I never messed with you this time.

Can you stop fussing me?" To be honest, this woman really is a nuisance.

Emma raised her glass and swirled it with a sneer on her exquisitely pretty face. "Hitting on Arthur now

after you're done getting involved with Callum, eh? Why are you acting like a seductress?"

"A seductress?" Elspeth's eyes goggled in a theatrical fashion. "You say I'm the one hitting on them?

Why didn't you say it was them who hit on me instead?"

"I'm the one Callum loves! Still, you stole his heart by some shameless means. Luckily, he doesn't love

you anymore. As for Arthur, there's no way he'll like you!"

Elspeth found these words hilarious. She went straight for Emma's weak point, saying, "What makes

you so confident that Arthur won't like me?"

Finishing off the red wine in her glass with a gulp, Emma replied confidently, "I'm the one he likes! He's

liked me for five full years. Surely you don't think your presence can make him move on to you?"

Elspeth didn't bother to argue with her. What the hell does the person whom Arthur likes have to do

with me?

Just then, a chilly voice rang from behind. "Who told you that I'll never move on to her?"