John's eyes flickered, his gaze falling on the letter in Jackson's hand, emitting a hint of coldness. Jackson felt a bit uneasy. John: "Burn it." "Yes." As Jackson turned to leave, he was suddenly called back. "Wait." Diana put down her fork and reached out her hand. "Give it to me." Jackson hesitated for a moment, instinctively glancing at John sitting by the table. Seeing John's expression unchanged, Jackson hesitated slightly before slowly passing the letter to Diana. Diana took it, opened it, and scanned through a couple of lines, her surprise evident. "Max is sick... And, Christopher took advantage of our previous collaboration, causing significant damage to the company. We're in big trouble. If this continues, we'll be bankrupt soon," she said, looking up at John. He remained calm, his handsome face betraying no emotion. Diana was puzzled. "Do you know about this?" "Yeah," he replie

"Yes, instead of keeping Leah, who's uncertain, it's better to go with someone more popular. It's foolproof." "Wesley and Amelia's pairing marketing has been so successful. If they play the lead roles, the ratings will surely be stable." Upon hearing this, Wesley, who had been sitting there with a sour expression, finally reacted. "Pairing marketing?" he snorted. "What kind of pairing marketing am I with Amelia? It's all just the company's one-sided marketing. Between me and her, we're not even acquaintances." He said it without hesitation. In front of everyone, Amelia's face turned pale, feeling like she had been slapped in the face publicly. Utterly embarrassed. For the sake of that Leah, Wesley actually publicly humiliated her!? She was about to speak up when Campbell couldn't help but speak first. "This is the company's marketing strategy, beneficial to both of you. Wesley, mind your words!" "Oh? Wha

Nighttime at the Thompson residence. After finishing dinner, Diana lounged in the bathtub, enjoying the warmth of the water while squeezing the rubber duck floating beside her. In the midst of her relaxation, her phone suddenly rang. She reached for it and saw Leah's name on the caller ID. Diana tapped the speakerphone button and placed the phone beside her. "Why are you calling now?" "Oh, just finished shooting all afternoon, you know, lead actress, busy." Leah sounded cheerful, then couldn't contain her excitement, "Girl, I have to say, your man's mojo is really something. Watching Amelia with her dad today, I almost burst out laughing." Diana couldn't help but smirk, "And how do you plan to thank me for that?" "Thank you? If anyone deserves thanks, it's John. I should just tie you up and deliver you to his bed to express my gratitude." Diana snorted, "Tie me up to go to his bed? All he has to do is sh

Spotting Yosef, a smile instantly lit up Marlowe's face. "Yosef!" She called out and then swiftly pushed Kirin aside, saying, "Move!" Marlowe hurried over to Yosef. "Yosef, what was that noise just now? It was so jarring." "Jarring?" "Yeah, it sounded like someone was sawing right next to my ear, terribly unpleasant." Yosef remained silent, a glint of something passing through his eyes. Beside him, Godber stroked his chin. Can't deny, that's quite an accurate description. Seeing Yosef not responding, Marlowe continued, "How are you feeling? Patrick said you were resting." "Nothing serious," Yosef replied flatly. "Do you need something?" "Yes!" Marlowe looked at him expectantly. "Yosef, I'm participating in the finals of the New Talent Design Competition tomorrow. I've chosen two dresses, but I can't decide which one is better. Can you help me choose?" Yosef remained indifferent. "

With Yosef's command, the driver had no choice but to press hard on the gas, driving alongside the Bentley, neither yielding to the other, both speeding forward. Cloud City's renowned art center bustled with activity as the afternoon unfolded, with a steady stream of elites and celebrities arriving at the entrance.  Although the event primarily targeted relatively unknown newcomers, its prestige was undeniable. Many design maestros had risen to prominence through this competition, paving their way to success.  Suddenly, two luxury cars careened through the streets, causing a stir as they screeched to a halt side by side at the venue's entrance. The high-speed collision sparked a cacophony of metal scraping against metal, accompanied by a shower of sparks. As the cars came to a stop, onlookers gradually regained their composure, assessing the situation and the damaged vehicles. Both were exquisitely expensive—a limited edition Maybach