Chapter 141 The Ring Ii

• Kimberly.
• As I got out of the limousine, I decided to ignore the idiot Jason Blake for the rest of the afternoon. I refused to let him accompany me to change clothes and get ready for the press conference that would take place in an hour, to introduce Mrs. Miller, my best friend, and my treasures, to the world. And I was ecstatic, finally the stubborn Yvaine had given in, it was evident that she had Scottish blood running through her veins.
• -"And you too, model. Remember that deep down, at least fifty percent of your blood, although looking at your physique and your personality, we could say that in your case, it's almost eighty percent. You're a Campbell, you can't be more Scottish, finally your character makes sense, red-haired witch," my treacherous conscience, which seems more like my enemy than that voice that is there to guide me on the right path, told me. If I ever listened to it, which rarely happens.