Since beating up Gigi in the nightclub on that fateful night, Javier had decided to never cross paths with her ever again. Of course, he’d had to break that promise to himself when Running Man and Gran Turismo Racer had tailed him, as he had met the young woman by happenstance and borrowed her Maserati.Even then, Javier had had no intention of meeting Gigi ever again. That was why when she’d asked him for his contact details, he had declined without any hesitation. A woman who did not even have stark feminine features would make him lose interest immediately. Besides, the way Gigi had carried herself the first time he had met her had all but ensured she would never feel him up.Nevertheless, Javier got to his feet and looked over the fence before casting his eyes down on the dance floor. There, raving with her hair wildly swinging and thrashing in the middle of the crowd, was Gigi Snowden, who appeared strangely possessed.She was feral, and her figure-hugging t-shirt had already b
Javier let Jean-Eric go without teaching him a lesson. After all, he did not need to.Those trust fund kids Jean-Eric had conned would rise to the occasion nicely. Oh, they would give him the lesson of his life, alright.Gigi managed to recover from her one-punch knockout too. Seeing Javier immediately made her feel panic mixed with an undercurrent of embarrassment, and suddenly, she was not sure how to act at all. She had only said yes to Jean-Eric’s offer to take the pink pill “to chill” because of the mounting pressure she had been feeling in her life lately.“I didn’t know it was a hard drug…Honest! I was just…I just really needed to relax. I didn’t mean to—”Javier waved and cut her explanation short. Not interested, and not necessary. “Even if you knew it was a hard drug and took it anyway, it wouldn’t bother me. You can die for all I care. All I’m asking is that you don’t die in my bar. That would be the nicest thing you could do for me.”Gigi felt even more embarrassed a
Javier’s phone never did ring. He thought Saoirse would call, but she never did.Of course, he was not so hubristic as to think he was an omnipotent god who could control what everyone thought. When he realized he had predicted her behavior wrong, he shrugged it off and stayed in a hotel nearby.He took a shower, read the script again, and went to sleep.Meanwhile, Saoirse was rolling in her bed, feeling distressed. She forgot how many times she picked up her phone and put it back down. She never mustered enough courage to go through with it and call him.The next day at noon, Javier woke up. After washing up, he called Mr. Gander, thinking he could send his script over to the man if he were at home. To his surprise, the director was staying in a hotel instead.Javier went to the address and found the hotel. Mr. Gander was resting in bed, his housekeeper standing by to serve him. “What happened, Mr. Gander? Why are you here?”Javier wondered if the older man had realized Javier h
The car zipped through the asphalt, the driver and passenger occasionally engaging in light, but no less sensual, teasing. Nothing serious came out of it, though—certainly not any passionate grinding.The drive from Medb to Ferris Sky was not a long one, but locating Cillian’s house took a lot more time than one would expect. Before standing before his entrance, Javier could not believe why a renowned artistic virtuoso like Cillian Nolan would live in that modest neighborhood built about a decade ago. It was such a run-of-the-mill place that there was virtually nothing too different from a normal person’s residence.When they had to stop and ask a few senior citizens hanging out at the lobby to double-confirm Cillian’s address, the crowd answered in a tone not unlike that of a person talking about their common neighbor.As Javier climbed the stairs with Dana, he could not resist asking, “Mr. Nolan has earned quite the fortune…right?”Dana thought for a moment. “Well, he’s doing pre
Javier was honestly worried about Cillian’s health. He could try to get the Osborn anytime, but Cillian would be gone for good if he died. Nevertheless, Cillian begged to differ.“I don’t care about this at all. I’ll have to die sooner or later, so dragging my life out for a few more years will make no difference. This is the only dream I have left in my life now. Since heaven made it happen, this is like fulfilling my dream for me. I have to grab onto this chance. There’s no way I’ll let it go.“So consider this a plea. I don’t need to be paid. I could even pay to join the shooting. Give the script to me. Let me act in this movie, okay?”Javier had no way of describing his internal turmoil. He truly had mixed feelings right now. He had complicated emotions, as he wanted to fulfill Cillian’s wish but he had to be held accountable for the latter’s life. Besides, he was not Cillian’s son—he could not make such a decision on his behalf.He was sad. This had originally been quite the h
Lloyd had not wanted to attend the press conference but he came after mulling it over. The reason was none other than his wish to show up in front of the cameras and relay a message to Javier: Perhaps Javier could squash him easily on many levels, but Lloyd still had the final say in show business!Representing his company, Lloyd picked up the pen to sign his name on the contract while the four popular celebrities signed theirs respectively. From then on, their management company would be working under Lloyd’s media company.After a round of applause and cheers, the four popular celebrities went up on stage to perform respectively, singing and dancing. Although they did a bad job at both, everything else was fine. That did not stop the atmosphere from being merry.Chad opened a folder to retrieve some documents and got up with the intention of making the press conference merrier, but Javier stopped him. While Chad was confused, Javier took the documents from him and got up to look a
Lloyd did not want his years of effort to be gone just like this, but he could guess that Javier had a lot of money and tactics to knock him down and drag him into Reivaj Media like a dead dog. Therefore, Lloyd, who did not want his company to be acquired yet and was unable to resist it, chose to drag it out.Javier was not in a hurry either, as his current priority was shooting the film smoothly and sending it to the Osborn Awards.Luckily, things went smoothly after that. The medical team came and joined the production team to keep Cillian’s treatment going. Mr. Gander kept his eyes on the production team as well, fighting on the frontline with everyone else.With Lloyd’s cooperation, the shooting venue and resources were obtained without much effort. When the publicity department went all out, all the relevant bureaucratic departments took notice of this film, which wanted no entertainment value or money but to win an Osborn, and gave the green light, showing their support after
Jade had been so distracted recently that she was not even as invested in her work anymore. Even though she was still busy all day long, she didn't even know what she was so busy doing.Javier had not called her for three consecutive days. She had received a call a day previously, so this unsettled her, as she wondered if her husband, who rarely settled, was thoroughly captivated by some vixen and had long forgotten about her.While she thought about it, there was a knock on her door. Jade quickly tucked her thoughts away and smoothed her hair before saying, “Come in.”She lowered her head and signed a document with a pen, asking without looking up, “Yes?”There was no reply. Instead, the newcomer walked closer to her directly.Jade frowned, wanting to see who was brazen enough to barge in and walk all the way up to her without saying a word, but her cherry lips were kissed once she looked up. She panicked immediately and grabbed her pen to attack the person.She did not care who