. . .
A few hours ago…
"We'll choose you as the models for this summit… but on one condition," a man in his forties said, facing the two rising stars.
Miss Amelace smiled, "Name your deal."
He grabbed a newspaper placed on the top of his table before flicking the pages—going for the front page. There was a banner photo with CF&H and ZA International's logos. He hovered his finger before tapping Zeirenne and Jin's picture, "Be sure to break these two up."
Mister Clarence grabbed the newspaper to gaze into their targets better.
"Well, this is not a bad condition at all." He said, tapping on Zeirenne's picture with a smirk plastered on his face.
Miss Amelace crossed her arms in front before, crossing her legs, "Are they even dating for real? I heard that everything's for show."
The forty-three-year-old man grinned. He fixed himself on the sofa before lighting a cigarette.
