CHAPTER ELEVEN: Carlos Centeno

Carlos Centeno had been in the country for many days for his monthly visit to his own established company.

And during one of those visits is when he had met Chakrii Malivalaya.

He was captivated by her looks and had shown a lot of interest in her.

Being a photographer also, he knew that she looked like an angel in front of the camera.

He had been after Chakrii Malivalaya for a very long period of time and had told her countless times that she would have fit into his concept and would have risen in the modelling industry but Chakrii Malivalaya turned down his offers from time to time.

After failing countless times, Carlos Centeno had decided to try and convince her agency to talk to her.

Her Director had agreed, of course but he had added that his job was to only try and persuade her to accept the offer and not to force her into accepting the offer.

He had also stated that accepting the offer would have been Chakrii Malivalaya's personal decisions.

And he succeeded, Chakrii Malivalaya had agreed to his offer that day.

He felt as if he could fly to the moon and back.

He had arranged for her trip to California after the movie was done being acted.

Kiet Chomesri had changed into a black, backless evening gown.

The gown was almost completely torn apart, revealing soft, delicate skin that was as white as snow.

Her long, glorious tumble of star beam-gold hair fell lightly over her shoulders, the contrast making her thin shoulders appear translucent like the finest jades.

She walked like a fairy onto light snow, her light steps could not be heard as though she walked on air.

Kiet Chomesri gracefully walked into the room making all the noise go hush as all heads turned around to face her.

Kiet Chomesri could hear the people present converse in low but audible voices as she walked past them but she just did not mind them and continued heading to the room where her destination was.

She walked to the room next to the hallway where she was all alone, she fished out the script from her bag and started rehearsing once again.

After sometime, Kiet Chomesri had a knock on the door, she immediately returned the script to her bag and walked to the door.

She was met with a round face of a young lady.

The face had been adorned with shiny hoop earrings, the young lady's lipstick was a little too bright.

Perhaps there was too much eye shades and liner.

And the way in which she had applied powder to her cheeks made her look like a ghost.

Kiet Chomesri unwillingly ushered the young lady in the room and the both of them sat down on the sofa.

Aom Chinda sat down on the comfortable, sofa which had enormous cushions with a lower glass table at the other side of the room.

As she sat on the soft cushion seats, they let her body sink right down in them.

The young lady placed the bouquet of pink roses on the table and faced Kiet Chomesri.

Kiet Chomesri had already been warned by Director Erwin Chai son that Aom Chinda was a hater of Chakrii Malivalaya and she needed to be careful around her since Aom Chinda wanted Chakrii Malivalaya dead and gone and that all the evidence collected pointed to her being the killer of Chakrii Malivalaya.