Whilst everyone was confused, she stepped forward and stretched her hand to take the mic from Mark. He was taken aback and looked toward Max, wondering if he had somehow managed to plan this too. But even Max had a contemplative look on his face as he stared at the girl which showed he knew nothing about it.She collected the mic and bowed to everyone in the audience. Then, she began to speak, "I'm sorry for lying to everyone. Although I didn't exactly lie, I was used to frame and manipulate both the media and everyone who stood up for me."The entire hall was silent, and flashes of light rang out from time to time from reporters' cameras as they were all eager to capture what she had to say. Meanwhile, when Richard heard those words, he suddenly jolted up from where he sat, having given up fighting those guards. He glowered at her, "Emily, don't you dare! If you dare to say a word, you'll see what I'll do to you!"It was an outright threat, and everyone was immensely furious. Severa
In Apex Villa, Somewhere in between the livecast, Noah had sat up again and was now watching intently. Once it eventually came to close and the Thompsons were escorted away by the police, he leaned back, folding his arms and stared at the figure in black shirt and white pants languidly striding out of the hall without a word. Meanwhile, Lauren and Jasper were still speechless at the sudden turn of events and everything that just happened. "What a dramatic turn of events!" Jasper finally broke the silence, slapping his thighs as he leaned back in his seat. “Richard was a full-on creep this whole time? He was the one behind everything, and yet he went around blaming you, Noah. Crying in front of the cameras like he was some victim. I swear, I didn’t see that coming.” Lauren’s eyes darted toward Noah, brows furrowing. "Did you know about it? That he was the culprit?"Noah sighed, shaking his head slowly. "No. Not the full story."He thought it had been a simple case of Richard trying
"I didn't expect that this new manager is quite skilled," Max heard one of the members of the legal team mumble as he approached the meeting room. "Yeah, I simply thought he was fooling around that time he followed us. Who knew he was actually scheming?""Yeah. So much evidence. Who knows how long he has been tailing that man to have found out so much? He even dug so deep that he found things that Richard himself would have forgotten.""Better be wary of such scheming people."Max merely chuckled to himself when he heard that and strode into the meeting room. His gaze found the speaker, and he muttered, "Don't worry, I'm not a rabid dog who goes around biting other people. As long as you don't cross my path, don't be too wary of me."The man instantly gave an awkward laugh when he heard that, and the rest of the room chuckled, except Ivan, of course. "Just saying..."Max took a seat and looked toward Ivan, who sat with his legs crossed and folded his arms. He was giving Max a pointed
The secretarial section was empty when Max got to the top floor of the company, so he knocked on the door of the presidential office directly. “Come in,” Lawson’s voice echoed from inside.Max twisted the handle and strolled in, shutting the door behind him with a soft click. The secretary standing before Lawson paused mid-report, glancing briefly at Max, who made himself comfortable on the sleek leather sofa in the middle of the room.Lawson barely looked up, simply brushing over the secretary’s report, and it was obvious he didn’t want Max to hear what was being said. “That’ll be all. Leave it here.” The secretary nodded, placing a folder on the desk before making his quiet exit.Once the door clicked shut, Lawson turned his attention to Max, an exaggerated look of surprise washing over his features. He stood up and took a seat opposite Max, throwing his coat over the second sofa. “Well, well! If it isn’t our rising star,” he chuckled, slapping his thigh theatrically. “I should h
Blue Lagoon BarMax swung his car into the bar's garage, the quiet purr of the engine cutting out as he stepped out. The cool evening breeze tugged at the black-on-black outfit he wore—a tailored shirt and slim-fit trousers - simple yet unmistakably expensive. He adjusted his cuffs, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he strolled toward the bar entrance.When he entered, he found his former boss, Sam, waiting by the door for him with two assistant managers beside him. When Max entered, they all stared at him in a mix of shock and awe - Max had really hit a jackpot. He went from an ordinary bartender to a noveau riche out of nowhere. Even though he wore a simple black on black attire, it wasn't hard to tell that they couldn't have been cheap out of the market. "Eh, Max. It's really you!" One of the two managers leaned forward, blinking hard. "You've really changed."The second manager chimed in, still trying to process the sight in front of him. “Man, you’ve changed. If I didn’t kno
"Claire?"Max called out in surprise, and she spun around immediately when she heard his name. She looked surprised to see him standing there, but it was only for a moment before she looked at herself and the drunk man hankering about her, and a look of utter mortification crossed her face.The man who grabbed her didn't seem to care that there was a third party and continued to hanker, "Why the attitude, huh? Chris already gave his approval. You think you can last in this industry without pleasing us directors?"Claire’s lips curled in disgust, and she yanked her arm away from his grip. "So what if I can, you slimy old geezer? Do I look like some young girl you can prey on? Do I look like some naive starlet you can toy with? Take your filthy hands off me, you creep!""You bitch-" The director looked even more furious when he heard that, and he reached out to grab her again.But Max was faster and directly pulled Claire over to his side, giving him a backhand slap. Probably, it was be
"This is the list for available artists," Ivan muttered, throwing the file in his hand on the desk casually. "Take your pick."His attitude was full of arrogance, and it was obvious he was throwing his weight around now that he was in charge of Max’s affairs. But the latter did not seem bothered by his attitude and simply picked it up, flipping the pages open to take a look. After some time, he looked up again and pointed to a name amongst the list.When Ivan looked down and saw who it was, his face instantly changed. "What? Marianne? Who put her on the list? She's my artist. Choose someone else."Max gave him a scrutinizing look and retorted simply, "She's the one I want.""What do you mean she's the one you want!?" Ivan was about to blow his top in anger. Just then, the door of his office opened, and Marianne entered right in time. She stood by the door, hesitant, and faced Ivan. "You wanted to see me."Ivan nodded, beckoning to her. "Yeah. Come over here." She looked toward Max,
In a residential apartment...July paced around the room, staring at her phone with pursed lips as she muttered, "If only I had gotten a slot in here..."Vivi who sat on the chair behind her watched her pacing for a while before speaking up, "Stop pacing, July. You're making me dizzy."She paused at this and turned to her, clearly irritated, "What do you want me to do then? After that drama that happened at the store, I don't know who leaked to the media that I got arrested. It's been trending for days now."She looked quite irritated and bothered but Vivi clearly didn't think it was so serious. She sniggered, "What are you so bothered about? Only one blogger reposted it and people have even forgotten about it amid all that Noah's drama. You should be thankful that it collided with Noah's scandal."July's expression changed. "What do you mean thankful? He stole my spotlight!""Stole your spotlight?" Vivi looked flabbergasted. "Are you happy that the news got out that you got arrested?