"What do you mean, huh? It was just the two of us in that elevator, right?""But...""No buts, unless you're planning to terminate your current job."The assistant got the message and swallowed her next words. 'Alright, work first, gossip isn't important.'Serena let out a sigh of relief when her assistant did not pursue the topic further. She did not want her assistant to chatter away mindlessly—if she said something inappropriate, it could jeopardize Serena's own position. The mere thought of being fired by StarCrest Entertainment was enough to frighten her. However, she was also curious about who that woman was and why those eyes seem so familiar. But Serena could not recall where she had seen them before, no matter how hard she tried.The elevator reached the office floor before Hayden finally said, "We're here." His voice was no longer as cold as it had been and had regained some warmth.With an expressionless face, Wyneth stepped out from behind him. She had planned to just
'How could she not know with the ruckus we've caused?' Hayden wondered.In an attempt to dissipate any overthinking on Wyneth's part, he said, "If you're really uncomfortable keeping it, you could return it to Grandma yourself."At this, Wyneth held his gaze wordlessly. "If your grandma was willing to take it back, would I have come to you?""Well," Hayden reasoned, "since Grandma refuses to take it, if I were to accept it now, I'd probably get an earful."Wyneth was speechless.'So, he's afraid of a scolding?'It made sense. She had noticed that Gwendolyn and Benedict were less than kind in their conversations with Hayden, starkly different from his own mother. Gwendolyn was one thing; her mild temperament was evident. But Benedict was a different story; he spared no mercy when reprimanding Hayden, treating him not as an adult but rather a child.Processing this, Wyneth put the bracelet away. Neither of them had expected the conversation to end so swiftly. Both of them were peo
Today, she had smartened up and opted for a loose-fitting tracksuit. A baseball cap and oversized mask ensured her anonymity. Just as she was exiting the hotel, she spotted a Lincoln's extended SUV not too far off.Upon catching sight of her, Ronnie immediately lowered the window and waved. "Ms. Walford."Wyneth glanced at her wristwatch. It was only 10:55 am; they were early. She walked toward the vehicle, suitcase in tow. Once she reached them, Ronnie took the suitcase from her and stored it in the trunk."Thanks, Ronnie."As Wyneth bent to get into the car, her motion faltered. The small table in front of Hayden's seat had been flipped open and upon it sat a laptop. He had a Bluetooth headset in his ears and was casually staring at the screen, obviously in a video conference.Upon hearing her voice, he looked over, his icy gaze softened slightly, and his lips parted to speak. "You're here?"Wyneth hesitated for a moment before nodding and getting into the car. She did not make
Perhaps it was the softness that had seeped into Hayden's gaze that led them to believe that, just maybe, he was in a more agreeable mood. Thus, one person could not resist the itch to gossip and asked, "Mr. Hamilton, is this your girlfriend?"Hearing this, Hayden's eyes instantly turned cold. He looked into the camera, adjusting the laptop so the woman resting on his shoulder was hidden from view. Before, they had a glimpse of her forehead and hair; now, they could not even see their boss's face."If you have this much leisure time for gossip, why don't you consider changing careers and become a paparazzo?" He suggested icily.Silence. Their boss was still their boss. Even if he revealed a hint of tenderness for a woman, it had nothing to do with them."Time's about up. Let's wrap it up for today."Without waiting for any responses, Hayden abruptly ended the call. After shutting his laptop, he found that the woman resting on his shoulder remained undisturbed. He glanced at Wyneth
For some reason, Wyneth thought of the day when she was photographed with only her eyes visible. Fearing recognition, she impulsively took off her mask and tucked it into her pocket, expressionless as she walked past. When she strolled by the paparazzi, their surprise at her beauty was palpable. Still, they did not recognize her, so no cameras pointed her way. They merely watched her a little longer. After Wyneth had moved past, the group of paparazzi continued their discussion."Did you see that woman who just passed? Why aren't there more beauties like her in our entertainment circle? It'd certainly be more pleasing to the eyes during our stakeouts.""Don't dream. Look at her demeanor, she's clearly a rich lady and probably doesn't need the money. She definitely won't enter the entertainment circle.""True, after all, entering the entertainment world would mean being chased by us every day."The men laughed among themselves, amused by their chatter."By the way, did any of you g
Upon hearing the commotion outside, Benedict posed a question, and Gigi's voice promptly followed."Mr. Hamilton Sr., it's probably the paparazzi who followed us here trying to sneak in. Don't worry about it. I'll handle it."With that, Gigi got up and exited the room. When she had entered the room, she had left all her bodyguards at the door, instructing them to prevent the paparazzi or media from sneaking in. Although Gigi rather liked the idea of the media capturing her visiting Benedict, she understood the Hamilton family's rules. Some things should not be rushed.She had only leaked the information that she would be visiting, allowing the media and paparazzi to snap some pictures of her at the hospital entrance. Then she would release some press releases, spreading the rumor of her imminent good news with Hayden, and that would be enough. Everything else would unfold in due time.With this mindset, Gigi gracefully exited the room. Upon stepping out, her eyes fell immediately o
Benjamin was sipping his tea, and at Benedict's words, he shot him a glance. "Maybe you're just missing her so much that you're imagining things?""Really?" Benedict looked surprised. "Am I hallucinating now? Will I start seeing things in the next second?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw Wyneth walk in from the door. He rubbed his eyes. "I think I really am hallucinating; I see Wyneth."Benjamin retorted. "You old coot, it is Wyneth.""Is it really Wyneth?" Benedict looked at Wyneth, a delightful surprise washing over his face.Wyneth gave a small smile, saying, "Grandpa.""Did I just hear your voice outside the room?" Once Wyneth nodded, Benedict said, "I knew I wasn't mistaken, but your grandfather insisted I was hallucinating."After saying this, Benedict beckoned Wyneth over. "Come."Wyneth walked over, sitting down next to the bed. Benedict continued. "I heard from Hayden that you found a job recently, catching an afternoon flight today, right?""Mm-hmm.""Tha
Gigi froze, seemingly taken aback by Benedict's unexpected question. After all, the topic at hand was why Wyneth was stuck playing the supporting role, and it was indeed a surprise that the conversation had taken an unexpected turn toward the lead role.And through it all, Wyneth remained unruffled. The moment Gigi deliberately mentioned their shared work on set, she knew Gigi would not stop there; she would surely bring up what came next.'Who do you think you're fooling? Playing such petty games before Mr. Hamilton Sr, how could he not see through you? Worse, once he sees through you, he might not even save face for you,' Wyneth thought.Just as she anticipated, Benedict's initially warm gaze transformed abruptly, becoming piercing and sharp."So, are you implying that Wyneth is inferior to you?""Mr. Hamilton Sr., I didn't mean that..." Gigi stammered, attempting to explain herself in a fluster. "I share your sentiments, believing that it's such a waste for someone of Wyneth's