The silver sports car had just come to a stop when the window slid down.
An elbow rested on the window, revealing the sleeve of a black shirt. The small forearm lifted up, fingers long and beautiful, with distinct knuckles, lying in the hazy light like a piece of art.
Then, there was a sharp snap of fingers.
A clear voice came from inside the car, somewhat hearty, somewhat light, the pleasant timbre suddenly ringing out in the night, incredibly delightful to hear.
Even the cold wind blowing head-on didn’t seem so sharp and biting anymore.
The light was dim, slanting into the car, dividing light and shadow with an oblique line. The youth’s face was hidden in the shadow, but from a few blurred outlines, one could vaguely make out his handsome features.
This was said by Nora Scott to Lily Turner.
After she spoke, she walked towards the obviously visible luxury sports car.
This unexpected scene left Lily Turner standing in place, stunned for a long moment without any reaction, not even in the mood to respond to what seemed like Nora Scott’s last ’provocative’ remark.
Looking at the new model luxury sports car, and the two figures sitting inside, Lily Turner gritted her teeth, her fingernails digging into her palm.
A sweeping rage and frustration, like a blazing fire, burned her insides completely clean, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
She never thought that Nora Scott would anticipate her plan and pull such a move ahead of time...
With a "bang," the car door was shut, bringing Lily Turner back to reality in an instant.
At this moment, from a not-so-distant place, the murmurs of the staff drifted over, stuffing cotton-like clumps into Lily Turner’s heart, afraid of not causing enough trouble for her.
"What’s going on here?"
"I heard Nora Scott is ending her stint as a temporary assistant tonight, it seems like someone came to pick her up."
"Last time it was a luxury sedan, this time it’s a luxury sports car picking her up, Nora Scott’s identity isn’t simple, is it?"
"Maybe she was just playing when she worked as an assistant, turns out she’s a hidden rich young lady. After all, she dared to confront Master Johnson directly, she must have some backing."
"That’s really uncertain."
"Don’t you guys feel the guy driving looks familiar? Feels like we’ve seen him somewhere before, seriously."
The voices of the staff’s discussion became clearer, many glances involuntarily cast over in this direction.
The silver sports car sped away like a flash of lightning.
As soon as the sports car exited the studio’s range, Miguel Smith couldn’t wait to claim credit.
"I specially switched to the newly bought sports car to pick you up, how about it, enough face, right?"
Nora Scott responded, acknowledging his efforts.
Back in the days when she was still in the limelight, there would definitely be news like ’Nora Scott getting into a luxury sports car for a midnight rendezvous with a mysterious man’ by tomorrow.
Being reduced to the sidelines wasn’t all that bad either.
"Congratulations on escaping the clutches of being ordered around, here’s a gift for you."
Miguel Smith casually tossed an item over. Nora Scott lazily lifted her eyelids, catching it with her hand without even looking at it.
It was a silk box, about palm-sized.
"Had nothing to do, so I wandered around an antique market and picked it up casually." Miguel Smith grinned, looking quite proud, "Don’t you love these things?"
Opening the silk box with a finger, Nora Scott peeked at the cicada-shaped object inside, raising her brow and asking dispassionately, "So you picked up a mass-produced craft item that costs ten bucks for three?"
Miguel Smith paused momentarily, looking pained and aggrieved, "I spent three hundred, haggled down from three thousand."
No words left to say.
Closing the silk box, Nora Scott stuffed it into her pocket.
She took off her heavy military coat, re-buckling her seatbelt, leaning back into the seat in a more comfortable position, and glanced out at the desolate and chilly street.
Suddenly, Miguel Smith spoke, "Pedro Langley."
Upon suddenly hearing this name, Nora Scott’s eyelid twitched slightly, instinctively looking towards Miguel Smith.
Miguel Smith gave her a meaningful look, then smiled knowingly, "Wasn’t it Pedro Langley who went to see your grandfather yesterday?"
Nora Scott didn’t cover it up, responding frankly and straightforwardly.
After a pause, doubt clouded Miguel Smith’s eyes, "Is he your ex?"
Nora Scott paused slightly, surprised at his intuition.
Seeing she neither denied nor said anything, Miguel Smith immediately confirmed his guess, tsking and then marveled, "That’s impressive!"
This tone was quite sarcastic.
"What’s your problem?"
She cast him an oblique cold glance, feeling inexplicably baffled.
"Are you asking me?" Miguel Smith glared at her, "What’s the matter with you? Not utilizing an ex-boyfriend who owns an entertainment company, how else do you think you can make it in the entertainment circle?"
As he played with a lighter between his fingers, Nora Scott paused in her movement, "Entertainment company?"
"Oh come on, don’t tell me you didn’t know." Miguel Smith turned the steering wheel, explaining slowly, "Pedro Langley, owner of Fernwood Entertainment, Third Master of the Langley family in Fenton City, if he wants to make you famous, it’s a matter of minutes."
She lifted her eyelids slightly, remaining silent.
This sudden silence made Miguel Smith feel something was wrong, nearly freaking out in his seat, "Damn, you really didn’t know?"
As her gaze settled on the rows of trees flicking past outside, Nora Scott’s tone stayed calm, "He used to, seemed to love the tech field a lot."
"I guess around when we graduated college."
"That’s right, he first rose to prominence with a video platform before acquiring Fernwood Entertainment, and in two or three years, overhauled Fernwood inside and out. Gotta say, except for some like Lily Turner, the overall atmosphere at Fernwood Entertainment now is genuinely good."
"By then, I had basically withdrawn from the circle."
Nora Scott entered the industry early, accidentally debuting in high school as a stunt double, then formally entering the scene with two popular martial arts dramas, enjoying minor fame. However, not having a professional background, her acting skills were frequently criticized, leading her career to remain lukewarm.
Her focus wasn’t on acting, and due to Everlasting World’s Bruno’s situation two years ago, she completely exited the industry, not taking up any projects.
She never signed with an artist agency, let alone paid attention to the owner of any company.
It was somewhat surprising.
She remembered, Pedro Langley had no interest in the entertainment industry, not even a bit.
Standing for a long time, Lily Turner slowly came back to her senses amidst the calls from several staff members.
She replied a couple of words but didn’t rush over.
Exhaling cold air, Lily Turner unclenched her tightly gripped fist, pulled out her phone, and deftly logged into her social media burner account.
Finding a few familiar marketing accounts and journalists, she brought up several secretly saved photos and sent them to them.
This time, you better stay being the green leaf.