"Martharine Chalisse. A rising model and artist. Don't you want to ask for an autograph from me?" Martha asked without any intention to welcome Cleo's hand.
Cleo, who realized that uncooperative attitude, immediately pulled her hand back in resignation.
"Oh, but sorry. I don't know about that, " Cleo replied casually too. But managed to make Martha grimace.
"You don't seem to be getting along well, right?" Martha sneered softly.
Cleo agreed.
"Yes. It is true. Or maybe you're less famous which makes me who is less sociable not recognize you?" Cleo replied, playing softly.
Martha looked at her in disbelief. Meanwhile, Steven laughed silently on his guard. And Harry didn't show any expression.
"Honey," Martha clinging spoiled beside Harry on the other side. Cleo looked at her in amazement.
"Why do you have to rush to get married? And why did you even choose a woman whose origin is not clear? Am I not pretty? Sexy? And cute?"
