She even wrote the story of the play that was being filmed, had it polished by a scriptwriter, and invested in its production.

Donna had advised Cole to take advantage of this opportunity to get to know Selene.

As he thought about this, Cole couldn't wait any longer and went to the lounge where Selene was.

As he stepped into the room, Cole adjusted the heavy metal chain in his pocket, trying to appear as casual as possible.

Selene was sitting on the sofa, gazing out the window with a distant look in her eyes, lost in thought.

Cole cleared his throat, catching Selene's attention.

"Miss Cicio, I'm your partner,

Cole Dixon. I'm playing the hero," he introduced himself with a smile, placing a cup of coffee on the table.

He couldn't help but notice her slim figure, which wasn't his usual type.

Cole preferred women with curves and ample assets.

But, he thought to himself, it wouldn't hurt to try something different, especially with her rich background.

Selene withdrew her gaze from the window and glanced at the coffee Cole brought for her.

"I don't like coffee," she declared flatly.

Cole was taken aback by her blunt response.

“What?" he stammered, caught off guard.

Without any further explanation, Selene picked up the script and began reading it once more, leaving Cole sitting there feeling foolish and uncertain of what to do next.

Undeterred, Cole tried to make conversation with her, but to no avail. She continued to ignore him, exuding an air of haughty superiority that irritated him.

"Since you're busy reading the script, I'll leave you to it," he said finally, feeling annoyed by her snobbish attitude. He couldn't believe that she acted so arrogant when she had only inherited a few pennies.

With a fierce determination buming in his heart, Cole decided that he would make Selene fall for him with his charm and persistence.

He got up from the sofa, confidently stating, "You don't have to send me out. I can walk myself."