Chapter 1142


    Her cellphone rang at that moment. It was Antonio, inquiring about her whereabouts.


    "I''m downstairs, I''ll be right up. Yeah, I know, why don''t you chat with Mr. Pennyfeather in the


    meantime."


    She took her medicine and got up, but her wrist was held back by Omar.


    "Cornelia."


    His tone was almost pleading, "Could you please not go?"


    Before he could finish, Cornelia sshed the remaining half-ss of lukewarm water on his cheek.


    He was already weak from the injury she had inflicted on his head, blood still trickling down. But why


    should it matter to her?


    Compared to the pain she had endured, his current suffering was insignificant.


    Water droplets from Omar''s cheek fell rhythmically as he listened to her retort, "Who do you think you


    are to interfere with whom I sleep with?"


    He refused to let go of her hand with a deep and desperate look in his eyes.


    Anyone else would have been scared witnessing this side of Omar, the notorious mad dog in


    Greenfield. He hadmitted countless atrocities for Eden, earning him quite a few enemies.


    But his survival until now spoke volumes about his cunning and ruthiness.


    Yet, in front of Cornelia, his sharp teeth seemed blunted.


    "Cornelia, how wonderful life would be if it was like when we first met."


    He wouldn''t have allowed his men to ruin her fingers. He wouldn''t have lied about being a mere


    delivery boy. He wouldn''t have remained silent when she repeatedly asked if he would marry her.


    At his words, Corneliaughed outright.


    She forcefully yanked her hand away, tears rolling down her cheeks.


    "What a poetic sentiment, ''Life could be a dream, sweetheart'', typical of men to ruin the best things and


    then wax poetic. Please, don''t sully that beautiful poem. I have my own agenda now. I can earn heaps


    of money. I don''t need to depend on anyone. My parents would want me to live a better life. If I were to


    forgive you, I would be too ashamed to even meet them in the afterlife. Omar, don''t act all lovelorn in


    front of me, I was too naive before, but now all my affection for you is gone. I''ve seen reason, don''t


    even think about dragging me down with you."


    Without hesitation, she pulled her coat tighter around her and added onest barb before leaving.


    "From now on, I won''t just sleep with Antonio. There are plenty of handsome men in the entertainment


    industry, millions of fans screaming for them. I have plenty of opportunities to choose."


    She never looked back as she returned to the elevator.


    It was unworthy.


    If after everything she had been through, she were to go soft on Omar, she''d be a fool.


    She had been a fool plenty of times in her life.


    When she returned to her hotel room, Maja was seated inside while Antonio was in his loungewear,


    engrossed in a video game.


    Before Cornelia''s arrival, Maja had already had a chat with him.


    Antonio was a musical genius. However, his love life was a series of fleeting rtionships with the


    leadingdies of his music videos. The most memorable one ended with him being the one dumped,


    unable to handle the media''s scrutiny.


    "Antonio, you and Cornelia are likely to be a packaged deal for half a year. During this period, you can''t


    be involved in any scandals with other female celebrities."


    This was the only condition Maja had for him.


    Antonio dropped the game controller.


    "Mr. Pennyfeather, I feel like I''ve been yed by one of your artists. I met her at a bar overseas. We


    were both drunk, and I didn''t expect she''d pull a stunt like this. I thought it was a mutual agreement.


    Now, I''m the victim here. And you''re forbidding me from being linked with other female celebrities?"


    Maja nced at Cornelia who had taken a seat.


    "You''re only not allowed to be caught inpromising situations, not from interacting with other


    women. At least, not by the paparazzi."


    Antonio raised an eyebrow, looking at her surprised.


    To be honest, Cornelia was one of the more unique women he''d met. She was ambitious, aiming for


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    fame, and bold enough to manipte him.


    When a woman was lured by fame, she could be unstoppable, certainly more rational than those


    swayed by love.


    He chuckled, quickly agreeing to Maja''s terms.


    "Alright, Mr. Pennyfeather, I ept. As for the other conditions, I''m sure mypany has already


    discussed them with you."


    Maja nodded, standing up. "Tomorrow, I''ll have a contract sent to yourpany. I hope for a pleasant


    coboration and that you''ll treat my artist well."


    Then she left.


    Cornelia was an adult and she knew how to handle this rtionship.