“So, what exactly did you do tonight?”
Feeling embarrassed and angry, Taylor Callum replied, “…Why are you asking so many questions!” Hmph, how could he possibly reveal such a shameful thing?
While he was sulking, his phone in his pocket suddenly rang, sounding like a text message.
The assistant also realized it was Taylor Callum’s personal phone.
After glancing at him, he wisely stopped at the door of the room.
Taylor Callum entered the room, took out his phone, and saw a new, unfamiliar message. After opening it, all his anger suddenly dissipated, and a smile crept onto his lips.
The assistant waiting at the door only heard the man’s voice filled with delight:
“Ah, go boil me two eggs!!!”
The next morning, in Taylor Callum’s apartment.
The manager looked at the man in front of him, whose eyes were still slightly bruised, with a blank expression:
“What did you do last night…”
The young boss was very irritable, still heavy with sleep:
“Ate dinner~”
The manager scoffed coldly, sneering:
“Eating dinner? I think you must have taken pity on the paparazzi and went to give them a headline for trending news!!!”
Taylor Callum suddenly felt choked; his bravado instantly deflated.
There was no way to argue this matter; after all, he felt guilty. He had finally managed to be petty and small-minded, only to be beaten up by someone who thought he was a perverted stalker… Well, he certainly wouldn’t admit to such a foolish act.
And who was the manager? He had watched Taylor Callum grow up, and if he said there was no problem, he wouldn’t believe a hundred reasons to the contrary.
Looking down at the suddenly deflated man in front of him, Tristan felt reassured. He stared at him for a while, then let out a cold hum, turned around, and called to cancel all his schedules for the next few days.
Taylor Callum pretended to casually glance at Tristan, then, feeling guilty, raised his hand to touch his nose.
Thinking about his face, he raised his hand again to touch his eyes. They didn’t hurt as much as last night; it seemed that girl from last night wasn’t too bad.
Hmm… he could send her a copy of his next album.
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Meanwhile, while Taylor Callum successfully took a break at home, Moore Audrey was daydreaming in class.
Recently, the academic workload had been particularly heavy, and then… Moore Audrey faced a serious problem.
She had promised to help Thompson Miguel with his facial paralysis treatment… but that would probably have to be put on hold.
Another monthly exam was coming up soon. Last time, she ranked twentieth in her grade, and the time before that, she was tenth. It was time for her to restore her true abilities, so she had started reviewing several weeks ago.
She couldn’t interrupt her study schedule, so she texted Thompson Miguel to explain. Thompson Miguel was a great person; without hesitation, he agreed to put the facial paralysis treatment on hold and even encouraged her to ask him if she had any questions, being very helpful.
Moore Audrey thought to herself, a smile creeping onto her lips; Thompson Miguel was quite an interesting person.
Then she focused back on the lesson.
After class, Moore Audrey looked out at the pouring rain and pondered for a moment, deciding to start on her homework. She had rushed out today and forgotten her umbrella at home.
Her brother wasn’t home again today, and she didn’t have her phone, so she couldn’t call. There was nothing to do but wait a bit longer; she could leave when the rain lightened up, but it would probably mean getting home later.
Fortunately, the heavens were kind to Moore Audrey. Just as she finished her homework, the rain had just started to lighten, and only a light drizzle remained.
The girl opened the window to feel the rain’s intensity. After confirming it had lessened, she tidied up her books, turned off the lights, locked the door, and left the classroom.
With her homework done, Moore Audrey took her time heading home.
