Chapter 2 Louisa Bass!

Four years later...

At a kindergarten.

Elyse parked the car, ready to pick up the kid. Out of nowhere came a bunch of paparazzi. Carrying cameras, they surrounded her at the school gate.

"Mrs. Moody, may I ask if Kolton and you have divorced?"

"Recently, the gossip about Kolton and the popular star, Louisa Bass, has provoked much discussion. Any comments on it?"

"Rumor has it that Louisa is about to marry the rich man. Did Mr. Moody have a showdown with you?"

"Mrs. Moody, you are the vice president of SE Group. If you divorce, what kind of impact do you think it will have on SE?"

Elyse calmly raised her head. Her shiny eyes gazed at the paparazzo as she asked back, "What else will affect SE Group more than the false rumors created by you?"

Her voice was bland, but the awful air about her daunted the paparazzi, "... This is just a normal interview, and you're so aggressive. Isn't it a sign of your guilty conscience?"

The experienced paparazzo was quick in reaction, "Could it be that Mr. Moody and you don't get along? So, you avoid the gossip?"

In the past few years after their marriage, Elyse had dealt too much such gossip for Kolton. Now her heart was numb. As long as the interests of the company were not affected, she was always calm and smiling, "Without evidence, you can't make such irresponsible remarks."

The paparazzo lost his tongue...

If he had, he wouldn't have asked her.

This woman was so cunning.

Elyse was immune to both soft and hard tactics. On top of that, she was good at controlling the topic, which made those paparazzi stamp their feet.

They wanted to dig up some dirt but dare not mention SE Group again. Without a choice, they steered the conversation to a trending topic, "The recent rumor has it that a mysterious rich man won the bidding of an outrageous pink diamond and presented it to the popular star, Louisa Bass. May I ask if the rich man is Kolton?"

Elyse arched her eyebrow and smiled decently, "No."

The paparazzo wanted to press, but the security guards of the school noticed the situation and came up to drive them away.

Elyse was off the hook. Because of the delay, when she entered the kindergarten, Greta Moody was the only kid left on the field. Sitting on a slide, the little one was counting ants. Frustration and anxiety were written all over her tender, fair face.

"Greta, I'm here." Elyse felt guilty, hastened over, picked up her daughter, and kissed her on the tender cheek, "Sorry to keep you waiting, I was held up by work."

Greta threw her arms around Elyse's neck and returned a kiss. Her long, curly eyelashes fluttered as she replied softly, "Mommy, you're tired, kiss you."

Elyse's heart melted. Her irritation and dejection were gone instantly. "My baby, shall we go to a feast?" She held the little one tightly in her arms and asked gently.

Greta's pretty eyes lit up, and she replied in a milky voice, "Feast."

A piece of soothing piano music was played in the restaurant. All the booths were comparted with bead curtains in various colors. The environment was quiet and highly private.

As soon as they took their seats, Greta suddenly leaned prone on her shoulder and looked back. Her big eyes were filled with confusion, "Mommy, I saw Daddy."

Elyse stiffened and looked back. Kolton was seen sitting near the corner. She could only see his handsome side face and curling lips. He was talking with a woman who sat across from him. On the table lay a delicate rose. The scene was romantic.

Louisa!