Cordelia was staring at her lesson plans, the words sounding eerily familiar. She was suddenly reminded of her time teaching under Ronan. Back then, they all used to talk about her the same way. She missed those times terribly.
But when she lifted her gaze, she saw Samantha sitting at the back of the room.
Samantha, and Alana, were the reason Cordelia had lost contact with her children. They had forced her to travel across the Atlantic for three years, returning only to become a stranger to her kid.
Cordelia clenched her teeth.
Harold watched Cordelia with a smug expression.
Samantha was also watching Harold from behind, thinking, “This boy is something special. A basketball player who excels in studies as well, a combination of brains and brawn. What girl wouldn't fall for him? And he's so handsome, so captivating.”
Samantha leaned on the table, gazing at Harold with the eyes of a smitten fan. She was a second-tier actress, a fact that made her feel somewhat arrogant. She thought to herself, “Why should Cordelia have all the good men?”
Furthermore, Samantha was not getting any younger. She had dismissed all the suitors her mother had introduced to her in the past, and now that she was well-off, she found them even less appealing.
At her age, she was ready for a man in her life. She found Harold's bad boy charm and boy-next-door appearance incredibly appealing.
…
In the afternoon, Cordelia had to attend a meeting at Empower Operations.
After lunch, she hailed a cab and left.
Harold was waiting for the bus at the school entrance. As an intern, this was his first time going to Empower Operations.
Samantha's private car passed by. "Harold?" Samantha rolled down her window and greeted him.
"Samantha." Harold’s acknowledgment and smile were just right, making him irresistible in Samantha’s eyes.
Harold had always assumed Samantha was Cordelia's cousin and treated her with a certain decorum. Moreover, Harold felt he was younger than Cordelia and wanted to win approval from her family.
"Where you headed? I can give you a lift," Samantha offered. "I finished shooting for the day and have nothing planned. I was going to hit the mall."
"Okay."
"You can sit up front with me. My mom is in the back."
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