My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

At nine in the morning, Lilia was already present at the cosmetic product launch event.

Today's theme was champagne lipstick co-produced by internationally renowned top champagne and beauty makeup.

The venue was set in the National Theater Grand Ballroom.

Lilia wore a professional female suit to attend this event, looking sleek and elegant.

She slowly walked into the banquet hall, then looked around and saw the many faces of famous people in the room.

After all, this was an international brand and many celebrities had been invited to attend.

At times like this, Lilia was still concerned about the news of the accident, but she now didn't have much free time because she had to socialize and communicate with other people. She planned to find a quiet place to read the news again when she had free time.

At the time of this event, news about Sara Hartanto's car accident went viral on the Internet.

She was William's agent and she was active in the entertainment world. When the big accident happened, the topic of Sara's life and death naturally became a heated debate.

Lilia looked around the banquet hall and saw a row of coffee lounges on the left side which was quite comfortable to sit on. She then walked towards the lounge.

At this time, someone behind her called out to her, "Lilia!"

It was a very familiar voice tinged with enthusiasm that Lilia hadn't heard in a long time.

Lilia stopped and turned her gaze to that person's face. She lifted her lips and smiled, "Sister Adele, long time no see!"

Adele Franz, editor in chief of the magazine.

"It's been a long time since we last met, almost two months!" Adele also walked in her charming formal clothes with a smile. She was a fashion editor, so her clothes naturally went with the recent fashion style.

Lilia took two steps to approach her, and she couldn't help but smile. "We've never seen each other again since last time. Even though I still have to thank you for the guidance, it really made me successful in shocking the movie industry!"

After she conveyed her gratitude, Adele's smile became brighter. She looked a little at Lilia and then sneered. "No need to thank me. You're exaggerating, it's all thanks to your own talent! Louis also understands that, and remember, I'm just a middleman!"

Lilia smiled implicitly and didn't reply again. The investors in the drama, Sasha and Louis, called for her to participate in the show. The director even asked Adele to ask her to persuade Lilia.

After the filming was over, Lilia had no intention of talking about the past further.

After all, her first movie was a major production directed by Louis Septian, and she felt that she had nothing to lose for that.

...

At this time, the event was about to begin, and the host had started walking toward the podium at the front.

Lilia and Adele stood at the back of the crowd, they listened to the speech and the emcee, Vinsen Abraham, on the origins of this champagne lipstick. Both seemed uninterested.

After a long silence, Adele calmly nudged her arm on Lilia. "Have you heard about Sara Hartanto?"

Lilia nodded without trying to hide. "Well, I've heard it from the news on the radio, but I still don't know the details of the situation."

Even though she didn't get along well with Sara, all animosity immediately disappeared when it came to a person's life and death.

In the end, she didn't have a deep hatred towards her. Sara was also a young woman, and everyone had sympathy for her when she had to experience such a horrible accident.

Adele saw that Lilia's expression was a little pale. She let out a breath then ventured to say, "A friend of mine in the media office just sent a message to the group. He said that to save her life, Sara had to have her leg amputated."

When Lilia heard Adele's words, her face was beyond shocked.

She recalled the scene when she saw Sara for the first time. It happened at a fancy dress party three years ago. She wore a dazzling burgundy dress and walked up the stairs wearing a mask.

Due to her good background, she had her pride as a daughter of a celebrity. The dance party also made everyone aware of her identity.

That same day, he watched William walk step-by-step up the spiral staircase, spread his palms to Sara, and publicly announce that Sara would take over as agent.

The image was still raging in her mind, but Lilia's heart was a little complicated.

Unfortunately for the proud Miss Sara Hartanto, she had lost her leg at the end of this year.

Lilia fell silent, then she sighed in a relaxed manner.

Adele also felt compassionate remorse and said, "The accident happened suddenly, nobody could've predicted that. I plan to take my time today and go visit her at the hospital. Do you... Do you want to go together?"

She looked at Lilia, her words just now carried her hope.

Although Sara's reputation had gradually declined, she still had a good working relationship with the magazine she managed. Therefore, Adele wanted to see her and gave her support.

Hearing those words, Lilia was stunned. She finally shook her head politely. "I'm not leaving. If she wakes up, please convey my greetings."

To be honest, she felt that even though Sara woke up from her sleep, she probably didn't want to let people see her current state.

What's more, there wasn't peace between them. It would be difficult to guarantee whether she would be suspected of being involved in this accident or not.

It sounded ridiculous, but Lilia chose to take precautions.

After hearing that answer, Adele nodded and finally she didn't bring it up anymore.

...

Two hours later, the show finally ended.

The event organizer specially arranged for a thank you lunch at the restaurant next door.

Lilia didn't intend to participate, she was still sitting near the lounge table stirring her coffee with a spoon.

The guests in the hall changed places one by one. At this time, Lilia checked the clock and sent a message to John. She planned to go directly to the Lakeside Villas and wait for her husband to come home.

Not long after, all that was left in the room were the staff. Feeling bad, Lilia quietly left the National Grand Theater so that the staff could clean up the banquet hall.

Just as she was walking towards the exit, a figure slowly emerged from behind the hall's door.

The person was standing in the corridor, staring at Lilia's fading back with a stream of light passing through his eyes.

"Sir, the results of the investigation are out." The bodyguard next to him followed his gaze and then spoke respectfully.

It was Alfred Ricardo.

He was invited to attend this event and saw Lilia when she was just about to return home.

But this man did not show up to interact with her. He continued to observe the supermodel in the dark.

Indeed, unlike other artists, Lilia quietly left because she had a good chance to return home.

Wasn't Lilia afraid that her reputation would decline because she was known to be arrogant and didn't want to mingle?

Or did she think... She could always count on the man behind her to clear all obstacles for her?

Alfred chuckled, he then looked back at his bodyguard and said one word, "Explain it!"

"The investigation found that Sara Hartanto's car accident had nothing to do with Miss Lilia."

Alfred lowered his eyelids, his lips smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "Is it true?"

"It's true, sir!" The bodyguard nodded seriously.

"Then do something to make it seem that the car accident has something to do with her. I want to see what steps Jean Widjaya will take to save that woman!"