Amidst the various speculations and expectations from netizens and fans, the concert finally began!Samuel had already interacted with Wythe, showing great affection for this soon-to-debut junior.After all, who would dare to offend the relatives of the company's boss?Especially when the magazine's female tycoon had personally come to check the little guy's makeup!With top makeup artists, first-class managers, and even assistants from the Arliss family, who were originally there to serve the boss, Wythe was set up for success!Such a lineup practically guaranteed his popularity!Lydia stood nervously backstage, but Wythe seemed calm.Dressed in a red performance outfit with light makeup on his fair face, he exuded perfection, especially when he deliberately pursed his lips and looked serious. His demeanor was commanding!Thera stepped forward and pinched his little cheek. "Wythe, don't be nervous. We believe in you! You're so adorable; everyone is going to love you!"Wythe nodded, h
Within Starburst Entertainment, there was already a signed twelve-year-old child star, a very talented girl.However, Ronald decided to give this opportunity to Wythe.So, it was necessary for them to come, even if Wythe wasn't selected.Lydia sat beside Wythe, filled with confidence in her son.In her view, Wythe had a high chance of succeeding.After all, having grown up by her side, Wythe was exceedingly familiar with the fashion and modeling industry."Wythe, don't be nervous. Mommy believes in you!"Wythe nodded. "Don't worry, Mommy. I will do my best!"Just as he finished speaking, they heard a scoff nearby. Wythe turned to see a ten-year-old boy looking at him disdainfully. "Where did you come from? You look like an inexperienced bumpkin! Do you even know how to pose and shoot? You should just go home and drink your milk!"The mocking tone was clear. The woman accompanying the boy merely smiled at Lydia without offering any apology, seemingly sharing the same sentiment.Lydia's
"Mr. Arliss, what made you decide to debut Wythe, considering how young he looks?"Ronald pulled Wythe close. "Because I had an instant connection with little Wythe! Some people are just born to shine, and I'm someone who loves to share that kind of brilliance.""And Wythe, why did you decide to enter the entertainment industry? Is it because you like it?"The microphone was passed to Wythe, whose usually composed and cute face showed a hint of difficulty for the first time, especially in his eyes, which seemed to conceal some unspoken sorrow.Seeing this, the reporters held their breaths. "Is it a question you can't answer?""Of course not!" Wythe finally spoke, glancing at Ronald for approval. Seeing Ronald's nod, he continued."Actually, I'm doing it to prove myself."This statement sparked murmurs among the crowd. What did such a young child need to prove?Wythe lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes trembling, evoking a sense of pity.His face, usually devoid of expression
Odgen Halsey thought that no matter how popular Wythe became, he was just a child and couldn't stir up too much trouble.However, he grossly underestimated the power of public sentiment.Many people began boycotting Halsey family products spontaneously.One day, Odgen went to the company headquarters to attend a meeting called by the shareholders.When he arrived, he found not only the shareholders but also several Halsey family elders."Odgen's here!" The first to speak was Sandy, Odgen's uncle and one of the senior Halsey family elders, highly respected among them and seldom appearing unless the matter was significant.Odgen felt a sense of foreboding."Since everyone is here, let's begin," Sandy said, with no one daring to object."We’ve gathered to discuss the recent scandal that has severely impacted our company. How should we handle it?"Odgen's usually gentle expression turned slightly grim. He quickly composed himself, maintaining a warm smile."Uncle, I understand your concer
Late at night, Lambert often thought about the woman who had thrown a ring at him—Lydia.She supposedly had a son, but there was no further information. Even her claim that they were married had no evidence to back it up.Despite this, Lambert decided to continue investigating, driven by an inexplicable feeling that he needed to understand.He hadn’t discarded the ring but kept it safely, believing he would someday place it on someone's finger again.Whether that person was his current fiancée was still uncertain.Seeing Lambert's silence, Odelia sighed and walked slowly to his side. "Forget it, Lambert. I won’t push you anymore. I was wrong to rush you knowing you’ve lost your memory. But can you understand how I feel? My fiancé suddenly doesn’t remember anything and even avoids me. It’s really heartbreaking."She leaned closer, wearing a strapless dress that accentuated her figure, with her fair skin highlighted by the black fabric and her hair cascading in waves, adding a touch of
"Director, it’s almost eight o’clock, and the female lead hasn’t arrived yet. What should we do?"Director Quentin frowned. He had anticipated Roxanne might cause problems, but he hadn't expected her to be late on the very first day."Start shooting Xavier and Wythe’s scenes first!" Quentin instructed, clearly displeased.The supporting actors, who didn’t have scenes to shoot yet, had already started gossiping."Who does she think she is, arriving later than Xavier? Just because she has some money?""Exactly! It’s only the first day, and she’s already trying to make a statement.""She’s just gross!"Meanwhile, Xavier and Wythe had begun their makeup sessions. Xavier, given his status, had his own makeup room, while Wythe was assigned to a different room.The scene they were about to shoot involved Wythe intentionally messing up his appearance to provoke Xavier's character.Consequently, Wythe’s makeup was deliberately exaggerated, making him look like a little rascal despite his young
Two days later, Ronald visited the set and brought plenty of food and drinks for the crew.The staff praised his generosity, and Wythe was delighted, chatting with Ronald about various amusing things happening on set."Amélie, how's Wythe doing? If he's too tired, let me know anytime, and I'll arrange for the director to give him a couple of days off. After all, he's still a kid, and we can't have him getting exhausted!"Touched by Ronald's genuine concern, Lydia smiled, "Don't worry, Wythe is doing great. I've heard from Wuxin that you're about to have exams soon. How's the preparation going?"Lydia hadn't forgotten that her godbrother was still a student.Ronald coughed awkwardly and rubbed his nose, looking innocent. "Amélie, can we not talk about that? Mom and Dad have been on my case about it, along with my older siblings! If I don't do well this time, they'll probably eat me alive!"Seeing Ronald's troubled expression, Lydia couldn't help but laugh. "You're lucky to have people
The experienced members of the crew quickly realized that Roxanne was doing this on purpose!Standing by the shore, Lydia’s face turned icy cold.Her fingers clenched into a fist, and she bit her lip, trying hard to suppress her anger.Director Quentin Qian was furious from all the repeated takes.He pointed at Roxanne’s nose and yelled, "Can you act or not? If not, get lost!"Roxanne sneered inwardly.Seeing Wythe's face turn pale and Lydia's expression pained, she finally relented a bit and managed to pass the scene on the sixth take.As soon as Wythe emerged from the water, Lydia rushed over to wrap him in a large towel, drying him off from head to toe.She was incredibly relieved that she had come prepared today; otherwise, the child would likely have caught a cold.Just as Lydia finished tending to Wythe, Roxanne walked over with a smug look on her face.She glanced at Lydia and snorted, "How did that feel, Lydia?"Lydia clenched her fist, her emotions nearly boiling over.Roxann
Lydia looked at the foot basin, her cheeks reddening slightly. This had become a routine for Lambert, who had read somewhere that foot soaks and massages could ease swelling for pregnant women. So, he made it his mission to prepare a foot bath for her every day at the same time.At first, Lydia was quite resistant, but with Lambert's persistence and Wythe's innocent pleas, she eventually gave in.Now, Lambert was crouched down, without concern for his appearance, gently removing her shoes. Seeing Lydia's noticeably swollen feet filled him with worry. Was this foot bath helping at all? Why was her swelling still so bad?It was Lambert's first time caring for a pregnant woman. He had heard of all the challenges women face during pregnancy, but witnessing it firsthand, especially with someone he loved deeply, stirred a strong, indescribable tenderness within him. He felt an overwhelming desire to protect Lydia from any pain, to the point of wishing he could bear it all himself.Lambert c
The next morning, when Wythe woke up, he found his mother looking at him with gentle eyes. Unable to resist, he leaned in and kissed Lydia, then nuzzled against her shoulder, seeking comfort.Lydia felt a warm flutter in her heart; her child had missed her. A wave of guilt washed over her as she stroked Wythe's little head. "Wythe, I'm sorry for not saying anything before and leaving you behind."Wythe, despite his previous frustration, had come to understand that his mother had no choice. "It's okay, Mom. I've grown up and can understand your decisions. Just promise that wherever you go, you'll take me with you.""Of course!"As they chatted warmly in the living room, Lambert stood in the kitchen, facing a daunting array of ingredients. He had done some research beforehand and learned that pregnant women needed balanced nutrition, preferably from home-cooked meals, since who knew about the hygiene of outside food?Determined to prepare a meal for Lydia, Lambert decided to cook. After
Once Lydia calmed down, she realized Lambert had already come in. Given Wythe's presence, it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to leave.Seizing the moment, Wythe turned to Lydia and said, "Mom, can I stay with you tonight?"Lydia nodded without hesitation. "Of course you can! Where else would you stay?"As she spoke, she shot a glance at Lambert, her eyes clearly indicating that she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. He was just too much to deal with.Unfortunately, Lambert didn't take the hint and instead asked, "Lydia, you only have a small bed here. Wythe won't fit; I think he should stay at my place."Although it was just next door, Lambert's place was vastly different—a spacious two-hundred-square-meter apartment with three bedrooms and two living areas, while Lydia's was only about ninety. As soon as he moved in, Lambert had redecorated one of the rooms specifically for Lydia.Before Lydia could respond, Wythe looked at
No matter how upset Lydia felt, Lambert followed her like a shadow. However, he managed to avoid any more foolish actions after their earlier confrontation, even going so far as to apologize.He was humble, hoping to cheer her up, but she remained as cold as ice, leaving him in despair."Dad, I've arrived at Y City Airport! Come pick me up!"When Lambert received Wythe's call, he felt like a savior had arrived. Ever since their argument over Lydia's job, she hadn't spoken to him at all. Initially, she wouldn't let him in, and now she didn't even open the door. If she saw it was him through the peephole, she would resolutely stay inside!With that attitude, even Lambert's best efforts were useless.Wythe's arrival was the perfect catalyst to break the deadlock. Delighted, Lambert headed straight to the airport after dropping off Lydia's meal, as usual.Meanwhile, Lydia was fuming at the sight of meals consistently hanging on her door. She cou
Lambert presented himself as refined, but his underlying dominance was unmistakable. "That's not the case, Principal. I'm just worried about Lydia's health. She's pregnant, and she's caring for a class full of four- and five-year-olds. If something were to happen, it could be very dangerous for her."The principal furrowed her brow, eyeing him curiously. His concern seemed more like that of a family member than a parent. "While your point is valid, we've already considered this. Surely, you wouldn't expect her to be dismissed? After all, maternity leave is an option now...""Maternity leave is limited," Lambert replied firmly. "Besides, you must know that Lydia can't stay here forever."The principal felt uneasy. Lambert's demeanor and attire suggested he was no ordinary individual; why would he want his family working in such a small place? Something felt off."On what grounds are you so sure?" she asked.Lambert responded with unwavering confiden
Meanwhile, Lydia was feeling quite emotional in her room. The impact of seeing Lambert, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, was overwhelming. He had lost quite a bit of weight, and from his words, it seemed he had been eager to find her ever since he left.It would be a lie to say she wasn't touched; he truly cared about her. She had always held onto him in her heart and never let go. However, the idea of going back because of this was unlikely; after all, she was a stubborn person, and once she made a decision, it wasn't easy to change her mind.Lydia hoped that Lambert would take the hint and leave soon so her life could return to normal. Otherwise, her heart would be in turmoil!As Lambert, whom Lydia hoped would leave, was knocking on the door next door, an elderly man in his sixties opened it, eyeing Lambert suspiciously.Lambert straightened his clothes and spoke with a gentle tone, "Hello, I'm Lambert. The thing is..."Lydia, completely obl
Using their son as a shield might seem a bit embarrassing, but it was undeniably effective. Sure enough, upon hearing Wythe's name, Lydia paused her resistance to Lambert. She struggled to move her legs and began to make her way toward her home.What should have been a short ten-minute walk turned into a half-hour ordeal due to Lydia's difficulty in moving. During this time, she even awkwardly made a trip to the restroom. As she entered the later stages of her pregnancy, not only had her legs swollen, but her trips to the bathroom had also increased significantly. Just moments ago, she had finished a latte, which made the situation even more awkward—suddenly needing to find a restroom while walking.Lambert, while unaware of the many inconveniences pregnancy could bring, couldn't help but feel like a negligent husband and father as he watched Lydia struggle. He realized he knew nothing about what she was going through. Seeing her in such discomfort made his heart
Lambert closed his eyes, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. He had truly found Lydia!"Sorry, Lydia, I think I got a bit carried away!"Could this be a dream? If it is, he hoped he'd never wake up.Lydia was at a loss for words. This wasn't just being a bit excited; he was clearly overwhelmed!She decided to change the subject. "Lambert, how's Wythe doing?" Her son was the person she cared about most, and the one she felt she owed the most to."He's fine, but he really misses you. I didn't expect that after all this time, you wouldn't even call once."Hearing this, Lydia lowered her head, guilt washing over her. In some ways, she knew she hadn't been a very good mother. She had neglected her son for her own feelings."I'm sorry..."Lambert sighed softly, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "You don't need to apologize, Lydia. It's all my fault. If I hadn't misunderstood you, you wouldn't have felt the need to leave Nov
Debby felt a sudden jolt, her ears turning bright red. Being caught doing something wrong and exposed in public was a uniquely uncomfortable experience."Uh, I..."Lambert's heart raced. Could it be that he finally found the right place? Was Lydia really at this kindergarten?Fearing he might startle her, he spoke gently, his tone patient. "Debby, there's been a misunderstanding between Lydia and me. I care about her deeply, and I can't lose her. I don't know how you've interpreted our situation, but as her friend, I assume you want her to be happy too?"Debby hesitated at his words. Was this man truly a scoundrel? Upon reflection, Lydia had only mentioned that she had divorced her partner and left Nova City due to some circumstances. She had never spoken ill of her ex-husband, so perhaps she had misjudged him?Debby's expression shifted, yet she still seemed unsure. Lambert seized the moment to ask, "Debby, Lydia hasn't left, has she?""How