Scandal 36 – In which the fool distracts himself with the blonde actress
Anya smiled gracefully at everyone who kept on looking at her, kept nodding her head to anyone who smiled at her direction. She looked at the door anxiously waiting for Cassandra to appear, the art exhibit started an hour ago and she still hadn’t shown up.
Caroline had already announced that Pen Carmichael would be joining them tonight and everybody was thrilled to finally meet the Pen Carmichael. Even Caroline was getting anxious.
As she watched the door waiting for Cassandra, she found Anton and Ralphe instead with the two American actresses that Ralphe was working with hanging all over them. She kept her cool calm gaze not wanting to let Anton see that him being here with another woman was affecting her.
Ralphe whispered something to the woman in his arms and the woman nodded, dragged the other one with her away. He nudged Anton and together they started toward her. “Anya.” Ralphe greeted.
“Ralphe.” She greeted back to Ralphe then turned to Anton, “Anton.”
Anton nodded, “Have you seen Cassandra around?” he asked directly, guessed he was still pissed at her to even initiate small talk.
This should have angered her but the only feeling she got was the tight despair in her guts, “She hasn’t shown up yet.”
“Eh si Emma?” Ralphe asked, “I heard she’s with you.”
“She’s somewhere here with David Grey.” She said scanning the room, Emma had left with David Grey the moment David greeted her and asked her to let him escort him around the gallery to look around the paintings. “She’s probably at Cassandra’s works.” She added, Emma had two pieces of Pen Carmichael’s works in her home and tonight she hinted that she wanted another piece.
Ralphe nodded, “We’ll leave you then.” He said and dragged Anton away.
She sighed, she didn't like it. Anton acted so distant. She shook her head mentally, no use beating herself up with it. She needed to mingle around the guests and look around the other works.
She turned around and started walking, she stopped by at Oliver Durand’s artworks. That man, complicated as he was really knew how to paint. How to create a masterpiece, because right now, Anya was looking at a masterpiece.
She looked for the red dot sticker and found that it had already been bought. Too bad, she really liked it. She walked to the next one and examined it.
Just as she was just walking toward the other side, Caroline spoke. She turned and saw Caroline standing in the podium, “Good evening. I know you’ve all been waiting for Pen Carmichael to show up, I’m sorry to tell you this but she won’t be making it tonight. Her husband just called and informed us that she’s sick.”
Anya frowned, sick? And James Carmichael was here?
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The Shackled Wife
Genel Kurgu"Love was my undoing as his was me. Hers was the what ifs as his was her. But fate was what doomed us all." All Cassandra Carmichael ever wanted was to be free from the shackles of marriage. All James Carmichael ever wanted was to never let his wif...
