Surprised, Frank looked at Jenny. "Aren't you in pain?"
Jenny, distracted by the situation, touched her nose.
It did hurt.
But the excitement and nervousness in her heart made her automatically ignore the pain.
"This is ridiculous!"
Wendy, who had been ignored for quite some time, couldn't take it anymore.
She picked up her bag and jacket, shooting angry glances at Frank and Jenny.
"Do whatever you want, I'm not getting involved in this!"
With that, she turned and walked away.
Frank was instantly flustered.
"Miss Wendy, don't be angry. Let's talk about it. Please don't go..."
Ignoring Frank's plea, Wendy, in her high heels, briskly walked downstairs.
Left behind, Frank stood frozen, his expression a mix of emotions.
Diana, somewhat puzzled, asked, "What's going on? Didn't you say you didn't like this Wendy, and you were forced into this blind date? Why do you look like the world i
"Frank, at least give me a chance to pursue you. Even if in the end, you still don't like me, I'll accept it. At least I tried, and I won't feel any regrets." After saying all this, Jenny forced a smile, giving him a bright smile. "That's all I wanted to say, Frank. I'm serious, don't treat me like a little sister. I don't want to be your sister." After these words, Jenny turned around and briskly walked away. Leaving Frank standing there, momentarily bewildered. When Jenny's figure disappeared from their sight, Diana, beside him, ate popcorns, making a couple of clucking sounds. "Hey hey, Jenny's quite something. She's really grown up." Frank remained silent. The palm of his right hand seemed to be heating up. Jenny... It seems she really has "grown up." "Your face is red." "Huh?" Frank snapped back to reality, seeing Diana looking at him with interest. "Your expression i
Only then did Wesley snap back to reality. "I need to talk to her about something..." he hesitated. He turned to Leah, managing to calm down a bit before expressing, "Leah, I saw you've been getting a lot of hate online." "Yeah, so what?" Leah replied nonchalantly. "So... what's your plan?" Wesley inquired awkwardly. "I don't know." "Do you plan to just let things slide?" "It's not that simple. I've clarified things with the production team, and Wood has sent a legal letter, but it doesn't seem to help. What else can I do?" Leah explained. "If Wood can't help, have you thought about reaching out to someone else?" Wesley suggested. Leah seemed to have an epiphany. "True, I can ask for help from others." "That's right," Wesley's eyes flickered with anticipation. "Think about it, who else can help you?" "Well, there is someone," Leah said, looking at Wesley and nodding. Then, she extended he
Emily sat in a chair, somewhat dispirited on the couch, waiting for news from the production team. Suddenly, her phone rang. Seeing the message, Emily excitedly stood up. "Leah, Wood, the producer, just messaged me, saying the crisis of you being removed has been averted. We start shooting tomorrow at 6 am!" Leah lay on the bed, as calm as a seasoned professional. "I got it, I'll be there on time tomorrow." "Yeah, let's act our best and show Amelia that scheming won't work!" Emily exclaimed with determination. "She played so many mind games, all because she's jealous of you, right? Leah, we can't let her look down on us!" Leah replied nonchalantly, "Oh." Curious, Emily asked, "Who are you messaging?" Seemingly ignoring the question, Leah smiled with a hint of mischief, her face radiating a sense of joy. Emily: ...Certainly messaging her Colin Darling again. Emily opened the door and returned to h
“This bad man is just too sensitive.” Dianasilently complained, sizing him up. The man sat in the chairman's seat not far away, his handsome face, as usual, calm and collected. But those narrow eyes exuded a chilling intensity, sharp as ever. After glancing at her for a moment, John paused for a few seconds. Then, he slowly turned his head. Looking down at the executives below, he slightly parted his thin lips. "Continue." Diana: ...Ignoring me?! Damn. This bad man has some nerve. First, he hung up the phone, and now he's ignoring her?! Frustrated, Diana rolled her eyes. Well, considering how good-looking he is, she was willing to bow her head for the sake of this eye candy. At this moment, the people in the office were on edge. Gazing at the man sitting at the head, whose demeanor was as cold as frost, a wave of fear and unease swept through them. The oppres
A sigh escaped Diana as she started explaining, "Wesley recognized me as the gaming legend Z-God. He's just a devoted fan, no ulterior motives. Don't misunderstand." "He grabbed your hand." "The video was blurry; he actually grabbed my sleeve." Diana rolled her eyes inwardly. "He wanted my contact information." "And you gave it to him?" John raised an eyebrow. "...Yeah." Why did she have to bring this up voluntarily? "...I gave it because he genuinely admires me. He's not interested in me; he likes Leah. His attitude towards me is just admiration. You can see he doesn't treat me like a girlfriend..." Diana hurriedly clarified herself. Upon hearing this, John's eyes narrowed slightly, and he uttered three words, "I already knew." Diana: ??? "You knew?" "Yeah," John replied. The moment he saw the video, he had someone investigate Wesley. Diana was utterly bewildered. "If you knew, why did you act j
Bernard couldn't help but say, "John, you should be aware of Kismet's feelings for you. If you let them go like this, I'm afraid your fiancée will be mistreated." "Whatever happens later, I won't mind. I hope Mr. Butler won't mind either." "Of course." Bernard agreed. Kismet grew up around him, externally gentle but internally strong, not someone as delicate as Diana could compete with. Later, Diana might come back crying. ... Kismet walked with Diana onto the golf course, handing her a golf club from the side. "Go ahead and play on your own," she said. "But didn't you say to play together?" Diana tilted her head innocently. "You don't even understand the rules; how can you play?" Kismet frowned. "If I don't understand the rules, you can explain them to me," Diana squatted down, drawing circles on the ground. "Are you afraid you'll lose to me later if we play?" What?! Hearing this
"The rules for wrestling: whoever's back touches the ground first loses," Kismet explained, ready to attack. Diana stood still, unmoving. After a while, Kismet couldn't wait any longer and cautiously approached. She wondered, does this woman really know close combat? With no signs of defense, Diana seemed nothing like someone knowing fighting skills. Kismet, finding an opportunity, swiftly moved, grabbing Diana's neck and trying to trip her legs. But to her surprise, Diana's legs stayed planted like they were welded to the ground. Kismet was shocked. She increased her strength, but it had no effect. What's going on?! Perplexed, Kismet suddenly felt a tightness around her waist. Diana had caught her. She tensed up, distancing herself slightly, watching Diana warily. But the girl's eyes shone with brilliance on her stunning face. With a hint of mischief, Diana remarked, "Mis
Unable to resist, she puckered her lips and lightly kissed the corner of his mouth. Colin's calm expression suddenly faltered. "Someone's watching." "What's there to be afraid of? The lights are dim." "There are too many people." Colin spoke slowly. In the dim light, Leah saw the fair-skinned face of the guy slowly turning red. Embarrassed. Damn... Knowing he was a bit reserved in crowds, Leah became more eager to tease him. She leaned in and blew a breath into Colin's ear. Colin: ... Now his ears turned red too. "Colin Darling, you're too cute~" Unable to control herself, Leah put her hand on his thigh. And then, moved suggestively. Ha. What would his reaction be? Leah was full of anticipation. Colin lowered his eyes, silent for a while. Then suddenly stood up. He was leaving. Leah: !!! "I'm sorry, I'