Unmasking the Heiress

Celina's eyes brimmed with tears as she moved next to the old butler, Edwin, who was also struggling to keep it together. She leaned in, her voice a soft murmur, "Mr. Jamison, is Ms. Snyder's poster all set?" Seeing him nod, she added, "Okay, let's get it sorted for Mr. Foster."

Evangeline had mentioned her love for celebrities in passing. However, Cole, bless his heart, took it seriously. Despite his age, he fumbled with a smartphone he barely understood, on a quest to find his favorite star...

Evangeline's tears came on stronger, especially when she saw Elliana's glossy poster in front of Cole's old black and white photo. She just could not hold them back.

Elliana, looking serious and holding a bouquet of daisies, stepped up to the memorial. "Mr. Foster, we've never met, but I've known about you for ages. Being your idol, and getting invited to such a big moment in your life, it's a huge honor for me..."

At first, when Elliana heard about Cole from Celina, she thought it was some kind of joke. It was not until she verified who he was and when the funeral was that she decided to show up.

Her agency thought it was a good move to mingle with the Fosters, for the sake of her career in showbiz.

However, she came for the old man with the young heart.

She meant it when she said she was honored and lucky to be Cole's idol...

After paying her respects, Evangeline did the polite thing and thanked Elliana. "Thank you, Ms. Snyder."

Truth be told, with the buzz around Elliana those days, she did not have to come.

"Stay strong, Ms. Evangeline," offered Elliana softly.

Elliana gently squeezed Evangeline's shoulder in a comforting gesture. "I've got another appointment coming up, so I need to head out."

She offered a warm smile and a wave as she left, her mind swirling with unanswered questions.

It was not until they were a good distance from the funeral site that she turned to her agent, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Do you think the people at Cole's funeral don't care about celebrities? Why didn't anyone even bat an eyelash?"

Elliana was the new darling of the entertainment world, always in the spotlight wherever she went.

However, at that gathering, not a single person spared her a second glance It was as if they were all wrapped up in their grief over Cole's passing, their voices reduced to mere whispers.

The funeral was shrouded in a silence so profound it was almost tangible!

She was no stranger to the quiet respect of a funeral, but that level of hush was new to her.

Her agent, ever so patient, offered an explanation. Cole was a man of great importance, and it would not be right for anyone to dare cause a scene at his funeral. The significance of his words hung heavy in the air.

Avalon City thrived under the leadership of the influential Foster and Gordon families, and the crowd was filled with individuals of substantial standing. However, the agent had chosen the word 'dare'...

"Wasn't this gentleman just a self-made man who built up the Foster Group from nothing?" Elliana's confusion lingered, but it was interrupted by a clear, male voice.

"Miss, your flower has fallen."

With that reminder, Elliana recalled the small white flower she had pinned on her chest for the funeral.

As she instinctively glanced down, she noticed a tall figure stooping to retrieve the fallen blossom from the ground.

Under her wide-eyed stare, the guy

reached out and gently took her

hand, placing a delicate white flower in her palm. His fingers, smooth and warm, brushed against her skin,

sending a tingling sensation,

that

zipped all the way up to her mind. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.