Chapter 295 An Average Face?

"My family members enjoy playing golf, so I often play with them. You are also good, Mr. Bloor," Athena said graciously.

Family members?

Fitch had heard that Athena might be from the Stella family. Could it be that the family member she said was the famous Rose Stella?

"You've got me beaten there. Take your son to choose a set of bricks he likes from my collections someday!"

"Thank you." Athena smiled and nodded. "Mr. Bloor, you invited me here not just to play golf, right? Time is precious. Why don't we sit down and talk? You can tell me some of your thoughts."

"It's very Chelsea. You're brisk." Fitch gave a thumbs-up. "Then let's chat while having a cup of coffee."

While saying that, they went to the lounge.

At this moment, someone stopped Fitch.

"Mr. Bloor?"

Hearing this voice, Athena froze for a moment.

Fitch turned around, and his smile faded a little. "Ms. Bates, long time no see. We last met at Imbe Group's celebration party, right?"

"That was a few years ago. You have a good memory, Mr. Bloor."

While speaking, Freya looked at the slim figure beside Fitch. "This..."

Athena turned around.

The smile on Freya's face froze immediately, and then she turned pale.

"You must be Ms. Bates from Imbe Group." Athena looked at her with an elegant and generous smile. "I'm Chelsea Stella from Chelsea Investment Company. I've heard about you for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"You... What did you say your name is?"

"Chelsea Stella. What's wrong?" Athena looked curious.

"You..." Freya's heart beat wildly.

She didn't know why Athena said that she was Chelsea.

Chelsea was obviously Rose's granddaughter, a super socialite...

"Miss Bates, you look terrible. Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?" Fitch asked with a frown.

"I'm fine!" Freya shook her head and quickly replied, "It's just that Ms. Stella looked a bit like me, so I was a little surprised."

Fitch was taken aback.

He looked at Athena and then looked at Freya.

"Yeah. You look a bit like each other."

However, Athena was much prettier than Freya, especially since she had a unique temperament.

"I often meet people who somewhat look like me," Athena said with a smile, "Maybe it's because I have an average face."

Fitch laughed and said, "Don't be funny, Ms. Stella. If you have an average face, what are these people with the true average faces?"

Freya felt uncomfortable when she saw that Fitch looked very familiar with Athena.

And she blamed her driver for driving so slowly today that it caused her to be late.

"Did you two just arrive or..."

"We just finished playing and are about to have some coffee. Miss Bates, we won't delay your game. See you later," Fitch said. And then he left with Athena. Freya intended to play the honey trap.

But she was ashamed to do it in front of Athena.

All Freya could do was watch Fitch and Athena got into the car and left.

"Chelsea..."

Freya's heart beat wildly, and she kept murmuring the name.

She then took out her mobile phone and retrieved the information about Chelsea that she had got before.

Chelsea Stella, 28 years old, was the daughter of Rose's son. Chelsea had been sick since she was a child. To avoid being disturbed, Chelsea had not been known to the public.

She founded Chelsea Investment Company three years ago after graduating from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. In the following year, she became famous because completing the acquisition of a century-old luxury car brand.

Looking at Chelsea's resume, Freya couldn't match her up with Athena no matter what.

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