Unfortunately, all vacations must come to an end, and the group flew home to Nisia on different schedules.
Back in Nisia, a swarm of reporters camped in the airport, waiting for Maxen's arrival. Cameras flashed, and from afar it looked as though there was a lightning show in the arrival zone of the airport.
Strutting out of the floor to ceiling glass doors was a face that could be seen in every household item.
Her doll-like eyes and sexy plump lips, white as snow skin, long slender legs were the envy of many.
With every sway of her hip as she owned her every step, the bells on her bracelet jiggle and ring.
"Fiona!"
"How was your vacation in London?"
"Fiona!"
"Are you the girl in the photo with Prince Maxen?"
Fiona Chung halted in her tracks. Photo? With Maxen? She did a quick calculation in her head. Her gut told her it should be Olivia in the photo.
