"For the song? Yes, I'll handle it myself. Can you still adjust my schedule?" Wolf's schedule was already very full, as he had managed four singers so far; adding one more would make it even busier."I don't know; I have to—""If you can't handle it, let Jacob take care of Iris." Wolf cut off Becca's objection. He was most willing to let go of Iris at the moment. Apart from his issues with Zoe, Wolf was also tired of dealing with her antics."No! Iris will go berserk!" Becca looked panicked, shaking her head."Let her be. If she wants to go berserk, tell her to come see me. Jacob is not a bad producer. He's lucky to get her." Wolf made it clear he wouldn't care about Iris's outburst."But why not have Ms. Moreau with Jacob instead? They already know each other." Becca suggested an idea she thought would be more peaceful, but seeing Wolf's piercing gaze, Becca knew she was wrong."Since when did you get to suggest to me which singer I manage?" Wolf asked.No one in the building dared t
"Welcome to Wolf. I hope we can work well together after this," said Wolf in a very formal tone."Pfft!" Zoe laughed, of course."I'm not trying to tease or mock. I use the same welcoming speech for everyone," said Wolf, setting aside the contract."Then, because of the previous confidentiality issue, you should remember that when you're in this office, our relationship becomes strictly professional. Nothing more than a producer and singer," said Wolf."Is that true? Then what's this?" Zoe pointed to her hand, which Wolf hadn't let go of since they shook hands. Wolf even stroked it a few times.What Wolf was doing didn't match his words. Wolf chuckled and pulled her hand away, but he also bowed his head and kissed Zoe's lips."Do you also do this for every new singer? If so, I'll protest," teased Zoe."No, because none of them are my wives."The perfect comeback was enough to make Zoe blush."Also, we haven't processed the contract yet. So I still have time to do this." Wolf repeated
"This is rubbish!" Iris threw away the list that Cleo had given her weeks ago."Oh? Why?" Cleo picked up the paper from the floor and checked it. It was a list of new artists and singers that Iris had requested yesterday."They're all terrible. Max won't be interested in them!" Iris exclaimed dismissively. Iris knew Max's taste well, and none of the names on the list fit his criteria.Max usually liked girls who looked innocent and beautiful, exuding pure beauty. But none of the names on the list were innocent girls. The artists and singers who joined Wolf in recent weeks were not really new.Most of them were singers and actresses who switched agencies or labels. They weren't fresh-faced newcomers. Max wouldn't be interested in them."You look again! There must be someone else you haven't written down!" Iris immediately accused Cleo of not doing her job properly. Cleo couldn't argue.Cleo took the paper and nodded. "Okay, I'll try to find out more later," Cleo said, tucking the pape
Wolf cursed in surprise. Suddenly, someone forcefully opened his door."Are you so bored with life?!" Wolf scolded.Usually, Iris would be afraid of Wolf's outbursts and reprimands. The only person who could control Iris was indeed Wolf. But this time, Iris was truly furious. She immediately stood in front of Wolf and slammed her hand on the table."Why did you kick me out of the Big Four?! I fulfilled your wishes even though the schedule was intense!"Iris vented her anger; she remembered how Wolf had arbitrarily asked her to come at night and sing. Changing her schedule just like that. Iris felt unjust, as if she had already complied with Wolf's wishes."But did you comply when I asked you not to drink alcohol and smoke before recording?" Wolf asked.Iris seemed to be silent, as if swallowing her own tongue. That bad habit was still something she practiced on a regular basis.Wolf closed his laptop and looked at Iris."Do you know what the requirements are to stay in the Big Four? T
“Why do you still have to ask me? Isn't it clear that the most devastating thing for any artist in any field—whether actor or singer—is scandal?” Sanchez looked at Wolf in astonishment.“The problem is, he's with Billy. I'm sure Billy will defend him tooth and nail,” said Wolf.Remembering how Billy was so meticulous in covering up the incident with Zoe, Wolf was confident that Billy would do anything to cover up Max's next scandal.To be honest, Wolf understood Billy's point of view very well. He would typically respond in a similar manner when one of his singers made a mistake. He would hide the mistake until the cost of covering it up exceeded the artist's income.“Why do you want Nova's artist to be destroyed? I've never seen you want to destroy artists from other companies before.”Sanchez was surely puzzled. Up to this point, Wolf had solely utilized him to generate news that favored Wolf. Like media plays that blow up successes to gain attention, or publishing news that defends
Wolf entered his house, took off his shoes, and walked upstairs while unbuttoning his shirts one by one. However, he stopped at the top of the stairs leading to the second floor. This was because he realized that his house was empty. There were no lights on the second floor. The lights in his room were not on.He did come home later than expected because he met Sanchez, but just because the lights weren't on doesn't mean Zoe is already asleep. She usually kept a nightlight on.Wolf grabbed his phone and dialed."Where are you? Why aren't you home?" Wolf asked, puzzled. Earlier, Zoe clearly said she would come home first."What do you mean? I'm at home," Zoe replied groggily."Where are you sleeping?" Wolf pressed on, moving forward and opening his room. Zoe wasn't there as expected."In my room," Zoe lazily answered."You're not at home! Where are you, actually?" Wolf was clearly annoyed."I'm at home! I spent some time with Darcy earlier. I'm already home!" Zoe snapped back, understa
Zoe diced the ham and quickly added it to the stir-fry on the stove. All her movements seemed swift, as she was in a hurry.She tried to focus on preparing the food, but occasionally her eyes glanced at the wall clock. There were less than twenty minutes left before Darcy arrived to pick her up.Actually, it was enough time to cook, but perhaps Zoe chose the wrong type of cuisine. She found herself stuck. She couldn't cancel her cooking, and she had to finish it quickly. But at least it was progressing well. The food's aroma began to spread inside the apartment."Are you cooking?" Zoe looked up and saw Wolf, shirtless, stepping out of the bedroom. The aroma had awakened him from his sleep."Yes, don't you need breakfast?" Zoe said, stirring the eggs in the bowl."But you've never cooked breakfast for me before," Wolf said, surprised.Zoe had never really cooked for Wolf—not even the simplest of meals. She often prepared food for Wolf, but never truly from scratch. Usually, Wolf pays
Zoe, who was also very surprised, momentarily froze. But as the apartment door swung open, Zoe pushed Wolf until he fell behind the sofa next to the dining table."Stay there!" Zoe hissed, just as Darcy peeked in and stepped inside with cheerfulness."Morning! Wow, you're already ready. I thought I'd have to wake you up," greeted Darcy cheerfully.Wolf had chosen the right type of manager for Zoe. Darcy was very cheerful but firm, balancing Zoe, who sometimes still felt awkward and shy when facing new environments."Yes, I'm ready." Zoe nodded stiffly."Oh? Did you make breakfast? I thought we were going to have breakfast outside." Darcy exclaimed, pointing and approaching the dining table."No!" Zoe panicked, jumping up, startling Darcy and stopping her in her tracks. It was so close. Just a little more, and Darcy would have seen a half-naked man lying on the floor—Wolf."Why? Is something wrong?" Darcy asked, confused."No, nothing's wrong. I mean, no, we're not having breakfast. Le