Ice Prince: Rewrite The Star

Chleo finished the rough draft of her new design idea in a relaxed and energetic manner. She felt tremendous relief to spill all her ideas completely.

Chleo looked at her seven-page sketch with satisfaction. After putting the pencils back in their place, Chleo turned to the side and met with a pair of ocean-like eyes.

Chleo thought about all the things that were happening around her. Even though Max had never told her about the ownership of the mansion, she knew Maximillian was not an ordinary person to live in such a luxurious mansion. Furthermore, this man had a butler who seemed familiar with Max's habits and needs as if the butler had known Max for a long time.

Chleo looked at Max's appearance, who was now dressed neatly like a general boss with a long-sleeved black shirt and matching colored cloth pants. The way he sat in front of his desk made Chleo feel like she was watching a CEO-themed romance movie where she was an ordinary girl who was lucky to have met the handsome CEO.

Of course, this wasn't a movie, and she wasn't the ordinary girl like the main character in the film she saw.

But she didn't expect that her seemingly ordinary lover had a background that wasn't as simple as she imagined. All this time, she thought her lover was just a regular photographer with no name. The man gave the impression that his identity was not notable.

Who had ever expected that the man was hiding his identity just like her?

Chleo remembered the flower below. She also remembered the news she had heard about this company owner. Mr. X was the founder of the largest shipping company globally to rival the shipping company owned by Kinsey Alvianc.

If Maximillian was this mysterious Mister X, she could believe that the flower sender below was this man.

"Max, did you send the flowers downstairs?"

"You like it?"

"Hahahaha…" Chleo laughed nervously. "I like it, but isn't it too much? I mean, everyone will look at me differently now."

"Just ignore them."

She could ignore it, but she felt restless about being the center of attention.

"Moreover, everyone already knows about our relationship."

"What? But how?"

"Here."

Chleo got up and walked over to the table next to where Max was sitting.

Maximillian showed a group chat where the members consisted of all employees who worked in this building. Chleo scrolled up and down, reading it while covering her mouth with one hand.

Without realizing it, Chleo sat in the chair Max was sitting in because Max stood up on purpose so that Chleo could face his computer screen more freely.

"This… how did this happen? How did they know?"

"One of your colleagues found out this morning. If I'm not mistaken, his name is Jaydn. He overheard my conversation with Dietrich when we were discussing the delivery position."

Jayden? So Jaydn already figured it out? But the man was deliberately scaring her??

"So you are no ordinary photographer the whole time?"

"A photographer is just my side job when I'm bored. Think of it as a favorite hobby, just like when you like to dance whenever you hear stirring music."

"Why didn't you ever tell me? Why have you decided to tell me now?"

Max walked around his desk and sat down in the chair opposite Chleo so she wouldn't have to tilt her head.

"Because I don't want to hide anything from you. Furthermore, I don't want you to misunderstand my status."

"Misunderstand?"

"I suspect you feel reluctant to introduce me to your parents because it is my usual profession. You are afraid that our relationship will not be approved, so you always get restless every time I say I want to meet your family."

"How do you know? No. Do you know who my parents are?"

"Hmm. Your parents are Vincentius Regnz and Catherine Alvianc. Am I wrong?"

Chleo gaped wide, not knowing what to do. "Wh… how did you know?"

"You forgot your brother's fiancé introduced the boy as Diego Regnz?"

Ah, as expected. Max found out her true identity because of Yuna's careless words.

"So you've known it since that day?"

"Hmm." he had known it long before they met at the airport three months ago, but he kept it himself.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I know you don't want anyone to know your identity. So I decided to stay silent and wait for you to tell me yourself. At the same time, I thought I would also reveal my identity when you admit it. I thought I could be patient, but I don't think I can anymore."

"Patient in what?"

"I want our relationship to be recognized and approved by your family. That way, I can claim you and show the young men out there that you are mine."

Chleo lowered her face feeling too embarrassed to look directly at the pair of blue eyes. She knew that Maximillian was the type of lover who openly showed his love no matter where he was, but she had no idea that Max was also a possessive one.

Chleo glanced around and realized that her hand was casually holding the computer mouse. She immediately let go of the mouse and moved to hold on to the chair she was sitting on. She was fully aware that she had been seated in the chairman's chair while the man was sitting in the chair opposite her as if Chleo was the owner of the company while Max was just a guest.

Chleo immediately stood up with awkward movements and walked over to Max.

"Uhm… sorry, I took your seat. You can get back to work."

"What are you apologizing for? What's mine is also yours. You don't have to hesitate to wear it."

"..." how did this man think honey words like this? Is he taking a lesson somewhere?

Chleo couldn't answer, and she felt a hot stream raised from her head.

"Chleo? What's wrong?"

Chleo's breath hitched when she saw Max's face so close to hers. Since when did this man stand?!