CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: MIA SEES SERAPHINA

EDITOR: ENDLESSFANTASY TRANSLATION

Seraphina Redgrave was selecting clothes from Ethan Sterling’s sister’s dressing room for tonight, and after much difficulty, she found a cream cardigan to wear over her slip dress for warmth. She put on a mask and left the villa, hailing a taxi to Apex Plaza through a mobile app.

She was going to find the little rascal who helped her get a fake ID. Today was the day they had agreed to exchange the goods.

In the evening, it was the busiest time at Apex Plaza.

The sixth-floor café was playing a melodious piano piece. A pair of slender hands used tweezers to place sugar cubes into a coffee cup, and then the handsome and charming man enthusiastically placed the cup on the table in front of Mia Redgrave.

"Mona, don’t be afraid. Those scandals will soon pass, and those who criticize you will soon forget these things."

Mia Redgrave, with red-rimmed eyes, leaned pitifully against the back of her chair, smiling through tears at Leo Lynch, "Leo, I really thank you so much. Without your clarification, I fear it would be hard to withstand those sharp criticisms."

Leo Lynch, the second son of the Lynch Family, who once confessed to Seraphina Redgrave during their school days, was now Mia Redgrave’s boyfriend.

Though Mia now looked like a pitiful girl crushed by public opinion, she actually sneered at her own performance. If she could connect with Ethan Sterling, why would she need to go through the trouble of acting weak in front of reporters and pleading with rich kids to speak for her?

Would any reporter dare to speak poorly of Mia Redgrave if Ethan Sterling casually mentioned something in her favor?

"Mona, don’t be afraid. I will always stand by your side and won’t let anyone harm you."

Leo Lynch softly reassured Mia Redgrave.

Though Leo Lynch was just the second son of the Lynch Clan and didn’t have much real power, the pitiful Mia Redgrave could still satisfy his masculine pride.

Upon hearing Leo Lynch’s words, Mia Redgrave, sitting to his left, gently rested her head on his shoulder, "Leo, you’re so good."

Leo Lynch softly placed a kiss on Mia Redgrave’s forehead, then paused for a moment but couldn’t help asking the question that had been puzzling him.

"But I saw Victor Fletcher and Peter Shelby prove your innocence in interviews with journalists. Did the Redgrave Family contact the Fletcher and Shelby families?"

"I didn’t."

Mia Redgrave replied indignantly, "I also don’t know why Victor Fletcher and Peter Shelby would do that. Perhaps they could not stand the public slander against me."

Actually, those who spoke on her behalf were people Mia had actively sought out, though she inevitably had flirty encounters with those rich boys who already had inappropriate thoughts about her.

Leo Lynch dismissed his previous doubts, "Those are just rich second-generation kids who hang around nightclubs. As long as you don’t have excessive contact with them, it’s fine."

"Uh-huh, the contact was mainly due to the Redgrave Group’s charity projects." Mia Redgrave blinked her tear-stained moist eyes, "Leo, in my eyes, there’s only you."

The insincere emotion in her eyes easily deceived Leo Lynch, and he couldn’t help but ruffle Mia Redgrave’s hair, "Once you finish your defense, I will definitely go to the Redgrave Family to ask your parents for permission to marry you."

"I’ll be waiting for you."

Mia Redgrave nestled in Leo Lynch’s embrace, turning her head towards the window, showing no trace of a smile on her delicate, charming face, only hatred.

How dare he propose to marry her.

This round of public opinion made Mia Redgrave realize she must marry the most powerful man in her country, so that even if many dislike her in the future, they cannot do anything to her.

Thinking of this, she saw an escalator nearby slowly ascending.

A girl in a white dress and white sweater appeared on the escalator, her figure shapely, and the sweater paired perfectly with the white dress, creating the trendy pure and tempting look. Though neither item was a popular brand, she pulled off a style currently in vogue, and her flowing black hair accented her swan neck, making her look even more graceful.

Her clothing taste was impressive.

She could try to mimic such a clean style too; always playing cute was getting boring.

While pondering fashion ideas, the girl stepped onto the sixth floor, looking around, seemingly searching for someone, and then removed her mask, revealing a clean and beautiful face.

Mia Redgrave stared wide-eyed in horror, as if she had seen a devil who shouldn’t have appeared here.

Seraphina Redgrave?