"Ah...Carol...I...I...I..."
Rex Leanne was nervous and stumbling over his words, unable to clean up the explanation.
Caroline Edwin sat up straight, "It looks rather good."
The sincere comfort calmed Rex Leanne's anxious heart, he became a bit excited, "Really?"
"Mhm." There was no disdain in her eyes, not ridiculing either. She turned and walked inside.
Rex Leanne's tense face relaxed; he let out a sigh, twisted his slender waist, holding his high heels in his hand, and walked into the apartment.
"Sit wherever you like."
Caroline poured him a glass of plain water and sat cross-legged on the sofa with her laptop.
Rex Leanne held the glass of plain water in both hands, taking a small sip while looking at her with a mixture of guilt and indecision, "Carol, about that incident online..."
He was so useless, without any connections, otherwise Carol wouldn't have been slandered so badly.
"I know about it, and I'll sort it out."
Caroline's hands were on the keyboard. Her expression was cold yet confident. It was compelling to believe in her.
Offering as a pillow cover?
The time traveller occupying her body was indeed enough of a dunce, but she never prostituted herself in the entertainment circle.
Director Oliver, who came out with the revelations, had got drunk at the celebration dinner and Anna Morrison had asked her to help the Director to rest.
The naive time traveller agreed. Who knew that as soon as she entered the room pretending to be drunk, Director Oliver tried to take advantage of her.
The hot-tempered her didn't hesitate to beat him up and left the room huffily.
Just so, the paparazzi lurking outside happened to capture misleading photos and videos.
This guy had originally blackmailed a large sum of money from the time traveller with the photos. Now he went against his words and revealed them, stirring up trouble.
"Click."
The living room was quiet, so was the keyboard.
Upon a few taps, the paparazzi's information appeared on the screen.
She was ready to hack in.
"Knife carving flowers, the blade becomes a painting."
The ringtone of the cellphone broke the quiet atmosphere.
Rex Leanne nervously stared at Caroline. He was afraid that something big had happened.
She put her laptop aside, picked up her cell phone and noticed the caller: Mom.
She swiped to answer, and a passionate female voice came from the receiver.
"Daughter, it's too hard for you in the entertainment industry. Look how you have been targeted and trolled by netizens."
"Woo..woe, does a daughter of the Edwin family need to endure such hardships?"
"Come back home to inherit the family business, or you can hang out at home. We can afford to feed you, even if you don't work at all. Our family may not be wealthy, but we are not short of rice."
At the other end of the phone.
A woman pretending to be sad in the living room extended her hand and wiped an imaginary tear.
She couldn't squeeze out any tears, almost about to pick up the eye drops from the coffee table and drip some into her eyes.
Caroline took the phone away from her ear and rubbed it.
"Mom, it's a slight matter. Don't worry."
Virginia Daniel blinked in surprise, "Daughter, has your brain recovered from the donkey kick? If a famous doctor has cured you, I must reward him handsomely."
Ever since the car accident two years ago, her daughter has not called her 'mom' anymore.
She stopped coming home and going to school, insisting on entering the entertainment industry.
Had the sun come out from the west today? She actually used such a good tone to speak.
Caroline chuckled, "Mom, put more heart into your acting. This play ended too quickly."
Mom was still the same drama queen.
Virginia Daniel awkwardly put the eye drops away, "Cough cough, what do you know? I may get out of character quickly, but I can immerse myself back into it quickly too."
Talking back at her, this was her own daughter.
The maid at the side lifted her head at a forty-five-degree angle to look at the ceiling, pretending not to see this scene.
Caroline didn't bother to keep arguing with her, "Alright alright. I'll hang up now. I'll come home to see you in a few days."
The time traveller was dead-pressed to enter the entertainment industry, which resulted in a strained relationship with her family.
The characters of her and that time traveller were too different. Maybe she was afraid of slipping up. The number of times she returned home decreased, and she finally moved into this company-distributed apartment to live.
"...This girl..."
The call was hung up. Virginia Daniel let out a soft laugh and chided with slight indulgence in her tone.
"..."
The young boy who walked into the living room took off his headphones and casually shoved them into his pocket.
His hair was messy, and the fringe on his forehead was soaked by sweat, looking sexy yet wild.
Seeing Virginia Daniel's drama queen performance, he chose to ignore it as per usual.
The maid who brought out the fruit saw this and was filled with joy, "Young Master, welcome home. I have prepared some fruit for you."
"Thank you, Aunt Minnie."
He stopped, threw his school bag onto the sofa.
He sat down in a casual manner, cross-legged. He picked up a piece of fruit with a fork and put it into his mouth. His actions were nonchalant yet reckless.
"Your sister is coming home in a few days."
Just after Virginia Daniel finished speaking, Joan Edwin threw the fork in his hand onto the table with a "pah" sound.
"Don't mention her in front of me."
She had said it herself; he was not her brother and asked him to get as far away from her as possible without bothering her.
Joan Edwin stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, similar to a cub of a wolf in the dark night.
Sensing his fury, a golden retriever at the side walked up towards him, wagging its tail, and bit his pants, "Woo, Woo..."
Seeing the playful big guy, the anger in his heart suddenly vanished.
He squatted down, roughly picked up the retriever by his waist, caressed its soft fur, and walked upstairs.
"Hi... This kid..."
Virginia Daniel massaged her temples, a complex expression on her face. The brother and sister used to have such a good relationship.
"But... the relationship should not have deteriorated beyond repair."
The pet that Joan Edwin just held while going upstairs was personally raised by Caroline.