Chapter summary of Chapter 203 – Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia
In Chapter 203, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart.
This meant that the domestic media had sharp eyes, and they would immediately be able to compare it with her. She could not allow her to lose to those female celebrities at this point.
"Libby, hurry up and come out! There's no one on the other side of the red carpet. You can walk over there and we can take a picture of you standing on the red carpet."
"I'm not going!" Libby shook her head. She really didn't want to go.
"I saw Sherlyn Hodson shooting it just now. You knew that you and her new movie will be released during the summer, don't tell me you want her fame to suppress yours?"
Mariela added anxiously, "That's right!" I just saw her shamelessly wearing a red carpet with an international superstar at her waist. If you don't work hard, we'll have come here for nothing."
Libby had no choice but to cover her face with the water. After that, Mariela immediately went up and fixed her lower lip makeup, and Annie made Tommy prepare the camera. As long as she let Libby stay there for a few seconds, she would be able to take a few pretty good pictures.
In the other car, Sherlyn's men were also constantly paying attention to Libby's movements. At this moment, they had already seen through Annie's scheming, and Sherlyn let out a cold laugh, "Libby also wants to go to the red carpet to slap it. I cannot let her succeed. Allyson, go and help her push her onto the red carpet!"
"Alright!" Allyson was her new assistant, an extremely bold girl. Because she followed Sherlyn, she was also resentful towards her archenemy.
Libby lowered her eyes. She didn't dare to look at anyone's expression, because she felt that it was too embarrassing. She finally walked to the red carpet, where Little Yellow was about three meters away, holding a camera and preparing to take all kinds of photos for her.
Because in a few seconds, Libby would have to leave, if not the bodyguards at the side would chase away those who did not have an invitation card.
Annie stood in front of the red carpet, she stood firmly, looked at the camera, and casually posed two different shapes. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly passed a girl in front of her and pushed on her chest with her hand, causing Libby's body to immediately clatter and retreat, whoosh, she entered into the red carpet, then unsteadily landed on the ground, causing her to fall down.
She was lying on the red carpet, and her breathing was filled with the burnt smell of the red carpet. At the same time, she felt the flashing lights all around her, and everyone was taking pictures of her ugly state.
God! It's over.
Libby shouted in annoyance from the bottom of her heart, while Annie and Mariela who were outside the arena were both stupefied, they did not expect Libby to actually fall.
Sherlyn stood in the crowd and watched the commotion, holding her phone, and she quickly recorded the scene.
A few bodyguards at the side were stunned, and they were about to come over to help the oriental girl who had fallen on the red carpet. When everyone was looking at Libby, they didn't realize that behind her, the host of the competition was leading a tall and big oriental man.
His eyes were sharp and lazy. When the bodyguard was about to help the girl who had struggled to get up from the ground, who was already halfway up, he blocked her with his hand .Naturally, his big palm grabbed onto Libby's arm and pulled her up.
Libby was blushing so much that blood almost dripped from it. She looked at her shiny leather shoes and long pants, and thought that he was just a bodyguard. She hurriedly thanked him in English.
With that, she blushed, not daring to look at him. She prepared to leave, only to discover that his hand had yet to loosen its grip on her wrist.
Startled, she jerked her head back.
With this look, her already flushed face immediately flushed red.
God! Carlo.
Annie also knew that this was Sherlyn's scheme, she turned and glared at the girl who dressed up stylishly and beautifully, Sherlyn also looked at Libby in disbelief. She was actually led into the arena by that handsome man, and beside her, was the chairman of the fashion week, Joseph.
Libby's heart was beating rapidly. As the man held her hand, her warmth and strength made her completely forget about the feeling of fear she had when she fell down. Instead, she had the courage to stand by this man's side, as if she had the right to enter any place.
Why?
What exactly was Carlo's identity? Why did he allow her in ? Furthermore, why was he able to arrange a VIP seat for her?
She had finally witnessed his power!
After Joseph and his assistant greeted each other, a seat at the very front of the queue was immediately given to Libby. After Libby sat down, she gracefully sat down on the seat beside him.
Libby thought about how she was able to sit here and acknowledge his kindness. She couldn't help but say, "Mr. Brook, thank you!"
Carlo squinted and didn't say anything, but he was surprised that she would appear here.
Libby was still a little nervous and unnatural, and her slender legs felt uncomfortable no matter how she put them. She looked at the row of noble and famous young ladies and international celebrities opposite her, trying her best to relax, even slightly glancing to her side, and saw that the few celebrities who had been invited to the country were all sitting in the second row. They did not qualify to sit in the first row, while she, a female celebrity who should not have been part of this group, sat in the middle of the first row.
And all around her were the top international celebrities, which gave her quite a bit of pressure.

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