Twinkle (Never Lose Those Magical Moments 🤍)

Chapter 11

As Richee finished loading the car, Becky stood waiting, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Soon, she noticed Rhea, hand tightly holding onto a woman dressed casually in a white hoodie, denim jeans, and sports shoes, approaching them. The woman, Freen, walked beside Rhea, who was excitedly leading the way.

"Becky! Meet my friend," Rhea said, pulling on Becky's hand eagerly.

"Hi, I'm Rebecca Patricia Armstrong," Becky introduced herself, extending her hand. "Rhea's mother."

Becky's eyes locked onto Freen's, and for a brief moment, time seemed to freeze. Freen stood motionless, her eyes locked onto Becky's, until the silence was broken by a voice.

"Hello! I'm William Richee Armstrong, you can call me Richee. And I'm this naughty girl's uncle," Richee said playfully, pinching Rhea's cheek.

"Hi, Richee," Freen responded, tearing her gaze away from Becky to introduce herself. "I'm Freen, and this is my friend, Laura," she added, nodding toward her manager.

Becky and Freen shared a brief, intense glance, both seemingly unable to break away from the moment, until Rhea chimed in again, shaking them both from their thoughts.

"So, shall we move? It's getting late!" Rhea exclaimed, her excitement growing.

"Sure!" Richee said as he headed toward the driver's seat, but Freen stopped him.

"Can I drive?" Freen asked.

"Of course! Here are the keys." Richee handed them over willingly.

As everyone settled in the car—Becky, Richee, and Rhea in the back, and Laura beside Freen in the front—Freen adjusted the rearview mirror to catch glimpses of Becky's face. Becky, on the other hand, found herself unable to look away from Freen.

Laura broke the silence, eager to start a conversation. "So, Richee, what do you do here?"

"I run my father's business," Richee replied casually. "And what about you, Freen?" he asked, turning to the front seat.

"I'm an actress," Freen said, eyes briefly meeting Becky's in the mirror before she added, "Currently working on two movies and two series."

"And I'm her manager," Laura added quickly. "I handle all her official and personal events."

"But I can meet her without your permission, right?" Rhea interjected, grinning at Freen.

"Yes, cutie pie, you never need an appointment to see me," Freen said warmly, glancing back at Rhea with a smile.

"I'm really shocked to see how close Rhea is to you," Becky said, finally speaking up. "She usually takes a long time to warm up to people. I don't know how, but she seems to have bonded with you so quickly."

Freen smiled softly but didn't reply, keeping her eyes on the road. She pulled the car up to the park and parked smoothly.

Freen opened the doors, helping Richee with the picnic items as the others started heading toward the park.

As they walked off, Laura leaned toward Freen. "Are you hiding something from me?" she asked, her tone curious but serious.

"Why do you ask?" Freen responded, her gaze still fixed on Becky as she walked ahead.

"I've known you long enough to see that something's different. You acted strange the moment you saw Becky. I can't shake the feeling that there's more to this."

Freen paused before answering, her voice calm yet distant. "Don't overthink it. I like Rhea, and I just want to enjoy my day off."

With that, Freen brushed off Laura's concern and followed Becky, her eyes lingering on her for just a moment longer than usual.