Things Don't Go Well

Cedric put the box back onto the bookshelf and said, "Mr. Austen doesn't like it when people suck up to him. He is a luminary in the design industry and an old master, a man of principle."

"Did you tell him about my father?" Isabella asked.

"The reason why he helps me is that he pities me?" Isabella was curious.

Cedric smiled and looked into Isabella's eyes. He said, "Because I told him that you are my girlfriend."

Isabella was stunned and then she gave him the thumbs up. She said, "Cedric, you are smart. No wonder he would help me!"

Cedric didn't know what to say. He looked away unnaturally and lowered his head, saying, "Look at the photos in the box. They took it in the Golden Pencil Awards 17 years ago."

Isabella nodded excitedly.

She leaned over and was surprised when the box was opened, "What happened to the photos?"

Almost every one of the old photos in the box was half bright and half dark, and the color of the photos was abnormal.