Chapter 602 - Six Hundred And Two: Born With A Silver Spoon (1/2)

The third point of view:

Anabelle was treated to a minute of her parent's ”onslaught” and the first thing that came to mind was to cover Alison's eyes. Her sister was too young to be corrupted.

However, when her parents finally ended their passionate kissing and she took off her hands, the grin on Allison's face told Anabelle the girl knew more than she thought. It seems her parent's public display of affection was a daily occurrence.

The next minute was spent with her father Eden trying to woo their mother. With the way their parents were enamored with each other, Anabelle had thought they would have more children, but then, here they are with only Allison.

Anabelle knew it was Camille's doing, she didn't want more children and Eden respected her decision. So romantic! She hoped she and Julie would be as happy as her parents.

Speaking of Julie, why hasn't he called her? She just hoped he wasn't somewhere doing shady business - she had told him to quit that. Fine, she would find him after this.

”By the way, why aren't you at school, Allison?” It finally crossed Eden's mind, ”Today's Friday, isn't it?”

At once, Alison gulped, fidgeting with her hands nervously. She looked towards Anabelle as if asking for help - a look Anabelle noticed.

”Why don't you ask your daughter, Anabelle?” Camille did not help out either.

”I wanted to spend the rest of the day with my sister. Do you think it was easy for a top star like me to clear her schedule?” said Anabelle with deep pride.

She had gotten to this level of success with her endeavor and effort unlike what people said. The Spencer princess was born with a silver spoon. They whined their mouth without proof. Nor did it help matters that her father and his wife, had the industry in the palms of their hands.

But then, what could she do? How was it her fault she was born a Spencer? Her family's name might have boosted her career, but she worked hard for it. She was good at what she does and that's the reason she was highly sorted and chosen over the others.

”Top star my butt,” Camille snorted a derisory reply. She then faced her, arms folded across her chest, ”Hey, you unfilial daughter, until when are you planning on ending things with your management and sign into my agency?”

Her father's head whipped around to her and he asked her accusingly, ”My little pumpkin, didn't you promise to sign into my own agency?”

Anabelle scratched the back of her head awkwardly, this was one of the reasons she was avoiding coming here. Honestly, Anabelle didn't want to sign into either of her parent's companies even though they were at the top of the food chain.

Getting signed into her parent's corporation would only solidify the fact her success was from her parents. She wanted to be independent and be recognized for her hard work and brand.

”My contract with them isn't over yet,” was the only pathetic excuse Anabelle could come up with. She didn't know how to reject her parents.

Camille pressed, ”You could breach that, we can easily afford the money,”

”That would damage my reputation and my relationship with other agencies in the future,” she said.