Revenge of Two Worlds

In the novel, Christian met Elsie for the first time. As the one facilitating the connection between Raphael and Elsie, I couldn't simply observe.

When Elsie entered the office, Christian looked up from his documents, captivated by her understated beauty. Her white dress brightened the dull office, leaving a lasting impression on him.

It was their first meeting as described in the novel.

However, as their eyes locked, I rushed towards Christian and successfully diverted his attention.

Standing in front of the desk in a striking red dress, I thought, "If Christian still believes Elsie's white dress is the highlight here, I'd gladly poke his eyes out!"

Christian glanced at the people behind me and instructed, "Take her to the conference room and let the general manager handle it."

He then turned to me, rubbed his forehead in annoyance, frowned, and said coldly, "Mariana, what are you doing?"

I ignored his cold gaze and smiled. "I miss you."

Christian set aside the documents and looked into my eyes, chuckling lightly, "Really? If I remember correctly, we just met.

"Ms. Burton, your thoughts arrive rather quickly."

His playful gaze made me look at him.

Leaning lazily on the sofa, a cigarette in hand, he exuded the charm of a male lead.

The sight of a pair of slender and well-proportioned hands holding a cigarette casually dangling on the chair made me couldn't help but be drawn in. However, the impatience between his eyebrows sobered me up from his beauty. "A day without seeing you feels like a long time. Though we've only been apart for hours, it feels like months!"

He shot me a sidelong glance, a teasing smile on his lips, "Is that so?"

His mocking reminded me of a time before I hadn't changed my mission in the past few days. I felt anxious as the heroine's appearance drew near and decided to take action, pestering my parents to propose marriage to him, hoping to secure the status of fiancée.

But when he heard my father say my love for him, he looked at me with contempt and coldly replied, "Is that so?"

At that time, my face turned red due to his mocking look. Everyone looked at his cold attitude and no one responded for a while, so the matter was left unresolved.

Thinking of this, feeling anger surge, I met his gaze defiantly, saying, "Who made Mr. Bianchi so charming? I can't help but want to be around you constantly."

Christian regarded my boldness with disdain, flatly telling me, "Get out."

Thanks to my intervention, Christian didn't fall for Elsie at first sight, which meant he didn't pay her special attention, delaying her rise to popularity compared to the novel.

Her manager arranged for her to participate in a variety show about acting competition, where the heroine met the second male lead. Remembering Raphael's silent dedication to the heroine in the book, I insisted on joining the program alongside Elsie despite Esther's shock and confusion.

"Ms. Burton, I still suggest you skip that variety show. If you're bored, I can find you some commercials to shoot."

Esther was astute and capable, handpicked by Christian. She knew my identity from the beginning and typically complied with my orders.

When I didn't mention work, she kept quiet and greeted me with a smile.

Under my firm gaze, Esther hesitated but ultimately said nothing. After a while, I was taken to Christian's office.