Mysha
"She's my mom," Eiran adds.
That was not what I expected. Yes, Edward made a really wise decision. She has such a sweet appearance. Her red outfit looks amazing on her. Red fits her, in my opinion. Her shoulder-length gray hair looked adorable on her.
I move to give her a handshake and remark, "Oh, nice to meet you." I said cheerfully with a sincere smile.
"My name is Miranda. Could you tell me your name?" She says with grace as she extends her hand to shake mine. Her voice was the softest.
"Yes, Indeed, my name is Mysha," she blurted out of her thoughts.
"I see, so you're a private investigator, Mysha? I've heard a lot about you–".
He's looking at his wrist watch, In the middle of her statement, Edward interrupts her and says "We'll continue our talk at the dining table, guests are waiting for us." As in, if we're the reason he's late.
I hate him.
I'd like to speak with her. She is really gentle. Her personality reminds me of someone, but I can't remember who it is.
After everyone agrees with Edward's statement, everyone moves to the dining table. As I entered the dinner place, This place was enormous. Also, this place features Victorian-style architecture. I noticed that there were a lot of individuals seated around this large table who were conversing. They're all obviously business-related. They all dress and wear incredibly costly jewelry. My gaze suddenly shifted to a woman adorned in numerous diamond rings. This is show off, not fashion, in my opinion. I don't feel well in this place.
We all sat in the seats, and I felt Eiran's hand grab my thighs beneath the table. What the hell is he doing! My gaze turned to him, and I saw he was already staring at me with a gorgeous smile on his lips. I rolled my eyes in annoyance, but then I grinned.
"Congratulations, Mr. Edward Celestino," a man who is most likely in his late 60s says to Edward out of nowhere. They then give each other hugs.
Eiran approaches me out of nowhere and says, "He's Mr. Salvatore, our business competitor." I turn to look at Eiran, and his gentle, siren-like eyes are already fixed on me. Is he observing me? Suddenly, my eyes lock with his. I have never seen eyes like his in my whole life. Love blossomed in his eyes. My cheeks turned red as a result. He looks like the devil himself. Today he is tempting me to himself.
Eiran's phone buzzed suddenly. Fuck. That phone call caused us to lose eye contact. "This is a business call; may I go to this one?" he asks, checking his phone. What was a gentleman, he asked me? "Of course", I answer. He got up from the chair and left the room to answer the phone, as I said.
He left me here, but why? By yourself. I don't know any of the individuals here, even though this location is crowded with them. That gives me a sense of isolation here. I looked around to take in even more of this place. It is evident that many individuals are conversing and communicating gossip. While Edward was occupied with other people, Miranda sat quietly in front of me. They left us alone here, just like father and son would. I made up my mind to have a conversation. It's strange to be mysterious everywhere.
Oh god.
I address her as "Mrs. Celestino." Since I have no idea what to call her, I just address her as Mrs. Celestino. She turned her head to look at me and give me her warm smile.
"Eiran mentioned that you are a poetess. Right?" I start the discussion.
She responded, "Yes," as her eyes brightened up. Her words are proud, "I'm a poet of carmine secrets." Oh no, damn. Carmine Secrets is her book! That's why I thought I recognized her from somewhere else. I understand now. She is the Carmine secret's poetess. Her collection of poetry is superb.
"Oh my goodness." With much pleasure, I said, "I think I'm a big fan of yours." She is a poet of Carmine Secrets, something I never would have imagined! I have read her previous books of poetry. The color red serves as the book's primary motif, and her poetry has deeper meanings.
"That's a wonderful news," she replies as I agree. While an honest smile lights up her face and that's made me smile. Her red-theme poetry has made her well-known.
"At the release of my new poetry book, I wanted to send a warm welcome to you." She said with an honest grin on her lips.
Oh my goodness. The book's author has personally invited me to the publishing day of her new book! I can't wait for this occasion.
"I'd like to know more about the theme of your upcoming poetry book. In fact, learning about it excites me." I say.
"Yes, without a doubt, my upcoming book is the second part of Carmine Secrets. This book is about a man who is deeply in love with his significant other, and you can see romantic poetry also with a twist of heartbreak at the end," she says softly. I think this sounds like it would be intriguing while I nodded in response.
After a minute of silence, I continued "I'd like to get your autograph; is that okay?" I spoke with her.
"Why not?" she said, pulling out a pen from her purse and a tissue from the tissue holder. On the tissue paper, she signed her name. My goodness, Miranda signed this for me. She finally signs her autograph for me after that.
"Thank you so much" I said in awe while admiring her signature.
I feel someone's hand suddenly resting on my shoulder. My face turned to look. Eiran appeared. When I see him, he smiles at me. He's here at last. I felt a little more at ease with him around.
"I apologize for my tardiness". He said, "It's an important call."
I grin and add, "It's okay, I can understand."
All of the sudden Miranda spoke up "You know what, my son? It's interesting that I've found both my new friend and my fan here," Miranda beamingly points at me. I can see some sort of glint in her eyes.
"Who's that?" Eiran chuckled lightly and asked. To see how he would respond, I turned to face him.
"Mysha." At last, Miranda softly spoke with delight in her voice. When he heard my name, Eiran turned his gaze toward me. I smile and nod in response.
"Interesting."
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Author Notes: Let me tell you, in the next chapters, there will be a twist in the plot. Guys, stay tuned.
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