Bailey crossed her arms before her chest and glared at Lorelei with a smirk. "You lack popularity, and your acting skills are subpar at best. But your temper sure is through the roof, huh?" Lorelei shot a glance at Bailey and shouted through gritted teeth, "Who are you talking about, Bailey?' "I'm talking about whoever responded to me." Bailey scoffed. Lorelei went silent for a moment before she said threateningly, "I'll have you know that Claire hit me. I'll never let go of this easily!" Bailey wasn't afraid of Lorelei. She replied, "Oh, yeah? Tell me, what are you going to do then?" Lorelei thought Bailey was scared of her and felt her sense of pride return. She said arrogantly, "I want her to slap herself ten times, then kneel and apologize to me!" Claire immediately opposed it. "Excuse me, Lorelei, do you think you're some emperor or something? Why should I kneel before you? And why should I apologize to you? "Did I slap your brain out of your head? Who do you think s
"Quit joking, Ms. Moore." Claire's eye twitched a little as she looked at the curious Bailey, who was practically bursting with delight. Why would there be a thing between Claire and Neal? Bailey was disappointed. "Oh, man. But it's okay if it's true, though. I'm an open-minded boss, you know. I won't interfere with my artist's love life." Claire said nothing. When idols started dating, it practically meant they'd lose their job. Once again, Lorelei was neglected at the side. Linda Langley, Lorelei's manager, finally arrived after a delay. She was a 30-year-old woman who was one of the top players in the talent agency industry. Lorelei wasn't the only artist she managed. But, of course, Davis was more experienced compared to her. Linda had already found out who Lorelei had gotten into a conflict with when she'd been on her way to the studio. In all honesty, Linda really didn't want to deal with a spoiled princess with a bad temper like Lorelei. But she had no choice sin
"Babe, who are you meeting today? What's with all the mystery?" Bailey asked as she held Lucille's arm and entered Zaytun Pavilion. They then went up to the fifth floor, but instead of going to the Kingston Room as usual, they headed toward the Phoenix Room. Lucille smirked before opening the room. "It's someone you know." "Huh? Someone I know?" Bailey looked confused. "Who is it? Why are you being so secretive—" As Bailey continued asking, Lucille pushed open the door, and the two people inside turned toward the door. Seeing the familiar faces inside the room, Bailey's jaw dropped. "Oh, my God, you two did have something going on!" She looked at Neal and Claire in disbelief. Claire was equally surprised. She'd never thought Neal was friends with her boss. What a coincidence! Then, Claire explained her relationship with Neal to Bailey. "Wait, so Neal is your uncle?" Bailey asked. Claire nodded. "Yup. I'm dead serious." Bailey actually shipped Neal and Claire, but wh
Under Lila's piercing gaze, Lucille finished the large bowl of stew in front of her. It was the most agonizing and embarrassing lunch she'd ever had. She'd never thought Lila would visit her at Sparrow Residence all of a sudden. Looking at the hickeys on Lucille's neck, Lila smiled with satisfaction and nodded. It seemed like the day she would see her grandchild was getting closer. She just wondered if Spencer was up to the task. It looked like she had to help them stay fit and healthy. "I'm done with the meal, Mom. I'm so sorry for troubling you with coming all the way here." Lucille couldn't ignore Lila's inquisitive and intense eyes on her, but she couldn't say anything about it. "Don't worry about it, Lucy. I have a lot of free time anyway. It's good to cook something for you, too. That way, I can contribute a little to my grandchild. "But still, you two shouldn't overwork yourselves now. Remember to take enough rest," Lila said merrily but didn't forget to remind them
Lucille recalled Ruben telling her someone from Dark Chamber was looking for her. A thought flashed in Lucille's mind. Did this mean Spencer was from Dark Chamber?Was this a doomed fate or a fortunate one? And he wanted her to restore a microchip—she could guess what it was since she was the one who'd destroyed it. But this wasn't the right time to reveal her identity. "I remember you once logged into the Crimson Gate's system. Do you know Zing?" Spencer asked in his low, tempting voice as Lucille was deep in thought. "No. A friend of mine gave me the account." Lucille solemnly fabricated an excuse. Spencer said nothing, showing no hint of suspicion.Countless countries wanted a talented hacker like Zing for their own, much less Spencer. But she was neither greedy for any power nor afraid of any threats. After all, she was truly capable of fending for herself. Even K Alliance, which Spencer had meticulously developed, was no match for her. "A friend, huh? Is it a man
"W-Wait, a-are you the youngest mentor of the popular dance competition who's been trending recently, Ms. Serena Brooks?" the sales assistant exclaimed.She covered her mouth in disbelief, not expecting to see Serena in person. "I'm your biggest fan, Ms. Brooks! Your dancing skills are magnificent. Oh, and you look so gorgeous, too! I really like watching you dance. And your critiques as one of the mentors on that show you were recently on were spot-on! We really like you!"This was like a one-on-one, limited-edition fan meeting between Serena and the sales assistant. Of course, the latter would cherish this chance to talk to her idol as much as she could. Serena gently nodded. A subtle glimmer of brilliance shone beneath her sunglasses as she maintained a gentle smile at all times. She replied softly, "I'm glad you like me. But I'm just here to shop with my friend. So, please keep it low-key, okay?" The sales assistant subconsciously covered her mouth and nodded. "Oops, sorr
"I'm not blind. I know Serena has something for Uncle Ian," Bailey said. She'd recognized Serena at first sight. After all, both of them worked in the entertainment industry, so of course, she'd seen Serena before. But Eunice was more surprised that Bailey knew about Serena's feelings for Ian. "But I'm curious about what happened between you and Serena," Bailey said. She'd overheard Eunice and Serena's conversation at Fairy. She remembered the two had been quite close back in the day. But seeing how coldly Eunice had treated Serena, the latter must've done something to offend her.Lucille listened on the side, feeling somewhat confused. After a moment of silence, Eunice finally explained. Eunice and Serena had been university mates. Both had graduated with a major in dancing and had been best friends back in university. However, they'd participated in a dance competition in their final year. Just when Eunice had been about to go on stage, she'd found that her costume h
It took Wesley 30 minutes to track down Eunice's whereabouts. After hesitating, he finally bit the bullet and said in reluctance, "Um, Mr. Moore, why don't you check your text messages?" Wesley had been on a business trip abroad with Ian, working from dawn until dusk every day. He'd been so busy that he'd barely had time for a toilet break, let alone to check his private messages. He'd been so busy that he hadn't had time at all, not to mention Ian. Besides, Ian seldom checked his phone to begin with. Wesley had only noticed Eunice's text message when Ian called him. It had been sent the morning after they'd left for the business trip. The text read, "Hey, Mr. Dawson. Please ask Ian to check his text messages. But I guess he won't have the time to check it anyway. "Perhaps you could pass the message to him. Tell him I've filed for a divorce and will leave with nothing. I've signed the divorce papers. It's on the bedside table in the master bedroom. Thank you." Wesley was pe