Vespera's sick

Zane dragged Chery to stand beside Aurora with a bit of force. Adjusting her skirt, Chery inquired, "Aurora, what's up?"

Aurora blinked in confusion, "What do you mean, "what's up'?"

Chery, equally puzzled, responded, "Didn't you want to see me?"

Aurora glanced at Zane, who was making faces at her. With a resigned look towards Chery, she revealed, "Yes, a CEO expressed interest in having you star in a commercial. What do you think?"

Chery smiled, saying, "You make the call. I trust your judgment. If you think it's a good idea, then it's fine by me."

After discussing other matters, Chery was whisked away by an assistant, wine glass in hand, to mingle.

Aurora shot Zane a glare, questioning, "What's with the craziness now?"

Zane, eyes following Chery's departing figure, retorted, "Didn't you say you'd stop bothering with me after the film festival? So, can I make my move now?"

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Aurora sighed, "Just one request—can you keep it low-key?"

Zane's face lit up w