Chapter 283
If they failed to connect with Ansell, there would be no path to Rhoda, and without Rhoda, the Moss family’s fashion brand was as good as finished. Thankfully, Willa’s connection to Ansell’s assistant made everything more manageable. Now, this was a sister worth recognizing—someone who could actually do something for the family. Not like Noelle, who did nothing but stand in the way and hold the Moss family back.
Several journalists loitering nearby caught fragments of Maxton and Willa’s exchange, and murmurs of disbelief quickly spread through their ranks. “No way. Ansell’s background is so elite, and he’s one of the founders of Girood. His personal assistant has to be someone impressive as well. And Willa actually knows Ansell’s assistant? Her network is unbelievable!”
“Willa might not be Maxton’s sister by blood, but she grew up surrounded by luxury, treated with every advantage money could offer, and carried herself like a genuine socialite. Despite maintaining a mask of elegance as she lightly patted her flawless hair, Willa basked in their admiration, her ego swelling with quiet pride. While Noelle mingled with nobodies, Willa stood poised on the edge of greatness—mere moments away from brushing shoulders with one of Girood’s founders. That thought alone inflated her pride, feeding the fantasy that she’d already outshone Noelle in every possible way.
Before she could revel in it further, a sudden stir erupted at the airport’s exit. Drawn by the noise, Noelle glanced up, her eyes narrowing as someone stepped into view. The man stood tall with a lean build and broad shoulders, the sort of frame that could make even the plainest clothes look sharp. Crowds reacted instantly to his appearance, with admiring gasps sparked by the sheer handsomeness of his face. Yet, it was his vivid blue eyes, so bright they seemed to shimmer, that truly held everyone’s attention and drew people in with a charm few could resist. As soon as their eyes met, Noelle gave him a teasing grin. She could tell that flamboyant peacock Ansell was just the same as ever.
A wave of clicking filled the air as the reporters lifted their cameras and hurried to snap photo after photo. Ansell moved through the airport alongside his personal assistant and started toward Noelle, but before he could reach her, someone stepped directly into his path.
“Mr. White, hello. I’m Maxton Moss, the CEO of Moss Corporation. Please excuse my forwardness, but I hope you won’t mind.”
Ansell stopped in his tracks when he heard the name Maxton Moss. The moment Ansell paused, Maxton felt a subtle rush of satisfaction. He hadn’t expected to find a chance to speak to Ansell so easily.
A sharp glint flickered in Ansell’s eyes, his gaze dripping with contempt as he faced Maxton, who had stepped directly into his path.
“Maxton Moss, is it? That name means nothing to me.”
For a moment, Maxton’s face froze, leaving him looking rather foolish. Ansell, however, knew exactly who stood before him—Noelle’s brother, notorious for making things difficult for her. The urge to mock him was simply too tempting.
𝘓𝖺𝘁𝖾st ch𝗮𝗽t𝖾𝗋ѕ 𝘰𝘯 𝗀𝗮𝘭𝘯o𝗏е𝗹ѕ.𝖼𝘰𝘮
A flush of embarrassment crept up Maxton’s neck, but he quickly regained his composure. Ansell’s reputation as one of the founders of Girood, along with his rare visits to Cushouwana, provided Maxton with a plausible excuse for not recognizing him. Desperately trying to salvage the situation, Maxton shot a pleading glance at Willa.
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