Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 456: I won't let you block me!

Okay. There were so many things that it was like a dream for Arianna.

She never expected to be invited to the scene. After seeing what had happened there, Arianna had felt no despair at the destruction of the work.

It would be worth getting there if she took a few more pictures.

After all, she had seen Cristian, and famous screen stars like Francesca and Isabella. When she was an unknown designer, although she had done excellent work, it could not compare to those advanced teams, let alone such an opportunity. After taking the photos, some sharp-eyed people suddenly discovered that the skirt Isabella was wearing was very special, shouting.

-Mrs. Isabella, the dress you are wearing today is so special. If I remember correctly, it is the work of Shelly, that foreign designer, isn't it?

She wanted to leave the scene, but she was asked, Isabella's steps suddenly stopped. So did Francesca, bewildered to see Isabella.

She smiled slightly, -You really know the products. This is certainly Shelly's design.

-I have seen it before when I was a guest at an event abroad. They said it was bought at auction by a mysterious man at a very high price. Afterwards, no one had seen it. Many people asked for it, but to no avail. However, Mrs. Shelly never drew the same piece again. How did she get it, Ms. Isabella? Did she pay the large amount of money?

Isabella blinked. Her gaze fell right on Serena who sat in the living room chair. Serena shook her head slightly and Isabella immediately understood, smiling sweetly, "Well, guess what?

She would have liked to invite Serena to the stage, but she respected her reluctance to do so. Isabella humored her, giving the audience a vague response without denial or acknowledgement.

Then she waved her hand and went around in a circle, grabbing the hem of her skirt.

-Well. My event is over. Fans and media friends, see you another day.

As she spoke, she grabbed her skirt and headed backstage.

When reporters saw the situation, they rushed out of the venue with their cameras, ready to wait for her where she would be.

Francesca noticed this and became suddenly angry, but was stopped by the officer next to her.

-Here's the scene. Don't let them photograph you. Let's go.

-What's the difference? What about the designer's work? Who is Shelly? How come I've never heard of her? They are surprised as usual. I don't bother to look at them.

She turned around when she finished talking and left. When she saw the skirt she was wearing alone, Francesca thought of Matthew. Then she lifted her lips and smiled triumphantly. As soon as she became the mistress of the Giordano group, she would step on all those people! *

Serena realized that the activity was coming to an end, so she thought about getting up and taking Anna and Arianna with her. Little did she know that her wrist had been tightened and that she had been pushed back into the seat as she stood up.

She turned her head and saw Cristian holding her hand and looking at her thoughtfully.

-What are you doing? Let me go," Serena scolded him.

Cristian's eyes narrowed, -Are you getting hostile so fast?"

Looking at this scene, Arianna and Anna's eyes flickered, and then they sat back down as if they had seen nothing.

Around them there seemed to be stares, Serena was embarrassed and wanted to avoid them, so she could only lower her voice saying, "Hurry up and let me go. Everyone stares. This is the opening act, do you want to be recognized?

-Cristian arched his eyebrows.

He was right because he would be brilliant wherever he went, so he didn't worry about being recognized by others.

It would be better to be recognized because he would become the center of attention.

-Nothing,II Serena took a deep breath and then whispered, -Could you let me go first?"

Leaving.

-All right," Cristian fixed her with a mischievous look, "If you want me to let you go, let's be friends on Facebook."

Serena, -.

She thought she had heard wrong.

He had stopped her just to friend her on Facebook, could it be?

Serena blinked, "What did you say?"

-You blacklisted me last time,II he told her with deep resentment, because he had remembered that business, hoping Serena could friend him on Facebook again. So the opportunity was rare in life.

Afterwards, Cristian took out his cell phone and opened the Facebook interface.

Serena, -If we make friends, will you let me go?

After asking him, Serena thought she was stupid, why had she asked him?

-Maybe, II Cristian urged her, -pull out your phone quickly."

Serena paused, turning her head and looking at Anna and Arianna.

Arianna blinked and said innocently, "Just to make friends on Facebook, you won't lose a piece of meat. Do it."

Seeing this, Anna nodded, -All right. Serena, please hurry up.

Two traitors.

Serena looked at them with little anger in private and finally pulled it out. Since she had blacklisted Cristian, she just had to get him off the list.

-Are you okay?

-The verification of Cristian's friend came in an instant, and then her tall body bowed to him. You could also feel the masculine aura running strong, "Try it quickly.

The appearance was much like that of a child wanting candy. Serena had no choice but to accept it quickly.

-Is everything all right?

Seeing the message that she had become friends finally appear on her cell phone, she unconsciously lifted a pretty bow to the corner of Cristian's mouth, and then said coldly as if he had remembered something, -Don't remove me from your friends list after you come back! Don't block me!

Serena, -You...-

He was about to say how he knew, but on second thought it seemed pointless, so he just nodded.

-All right. I won't. Can we go now?

Cristian pushed his legs away with satisfaction. Serena breathed a sigh of relief and got up to leave.

As she stood up, she noticed that the heel of one of her shoes was broken. She forgot about it as they were carefully discussing with each other at that moment.

-Ah, Serena, what are you going to do since the heel is broken," Anna exclaimed.

Serena sat down again, looking at the heels of her shoes, wistfully.

So, she quickly took off her other shoe and held it in her hand. She stamped her tender white feet on the cold floor and whispered: -I go out first like this.... -I go out first like this...-. Cristian, standing beside them, saw her like this, feeling that her snow-white feet were extremely dazzling. He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

A second later, the tall man suddenly stood up and then wrapped his arms around Serena's waist as she was taking off her shoes.