The novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart has been updated Chapter 166 with many unexpected details, removing many love knots for the male and female lead. In addition, the author Quirinus Amalia is very talented in making the situation extremely different. Let's follow the Chapter 166 of the Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart HERE.
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Novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart Chapter 166
Novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia
Therefore, Libby's dressing today was fiercely patted by a paparazzi behind him. At the same time, when he saw her driving out alone, he quickly followed suit.
When Libby arrived at the cafeteria, at 11 o'clock, she had already ordered a drink and waited for Carlo. Unexpectedly, she also saw how entertaining she was and understood how important she was to the fans.
Other than the things she could do to discredit and trample on her, she could ignore them. Normally, she had to keep her private life clean.
Because her family didn't want her to get into such rumors either.
At that time, Libby had chosen to be an artist, but her parents had objected to it. It was because her family was a political family, and they don't like her children to be public figures, especially her father.
She was already used to it, because at home, she was just a little girl. She also had an outstanding older sister in politics, three years older than her. She was currently in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs as a second-in-command, and everyone in the family liked her more.
Among the younger generation in the family, only she could be considered to have jumped out of the family and did what she liked. The other younger generation members all followed the path of the older generation and stood firmly on the political stage.
When it came to work, Libby had never talked about her family, so her family background was always kept a secret in the entertainment industry. Some busybodies had even dug into her family's background, but they all stopped after they dug out some information about her family.
This was because Libby's background was not something that an ordinary person could inquire about.
Wise people would avoid this point. Otherwise, those who offended the political world wouldn't be a joke.
Libby took this opportunity to call her mother. Her mother's voice was still gentle, let her go home.
"How is Sister? I haven't seen her in a long time."
"She is very busy. She has recently been away on a business trip and might be back in a few days. You two sisters should contact each other more often as well."
"Alright, I understand."
In the family, even though Libby had earned a lot of money, but compared to the other juniors, who held positions in the political scene, they still underestimate her.
In the clan, she was considered a playgirl.
Libby was absent-mindedly stirring the tea in front of him, when suddenly, a beautiful and enchanting figure sat down in front of him.
When Libby lifted her head, she was immediately shocked. Carlo had arrived.
"You're here." Libby greeted in panic.
Carlo stared at her with a pair of cold and deep eyes, "Have you ordered?"
"No! Waiting for you! I don't understand your taste." Libby was slightly embarrassed, and suppressed all of her thoughts.
Carlo looked at the menu, asked the waiter to order his favorite dishes, and did not deliberately choose expensive dishes, after ordering, he looked at Libby, who also picked two dishes, the waiter kept the menu and left.
Libby held the delicate teacup and looked out the window, but she felt a sharp gaze staring at her.
She turned her head to glance at Carlo, who was seated upright, but his eyes, which were as deep as cold pools of water, were staring straight at her.
Libby's chest tightened, blinked his eyes, and asked while laughing, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there dirt on my face?"
After she finished speaking, she really did think that it was because of this reason. She quickly went to her bag to find a small mirror.
However, the man opposite him narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did you have a social meet-up last night?"
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