And his earlier comnts about Skye Brown’s ’figure’ naturally reached the ears of the audience and reporters present through the microphone.
Skye’s right hand, hidden under her skirt hem, uncontrollably clenched tightly.
She desperately told herself, for Molly, for Molly...
Yet her right hand kept trembling.
With all her strength, she suppressed the impulse to hit soone.
The male host obviously didn’t expect Dylan Wellington to say such humiliating words. He opened his mouth and forgot how to respond.
It was the female host who smiled and smoothed the situation over, glossing over this segnt.
Afterwards, the three of them stood together for photos, but by this ti Dylan Wellington was showing complete disdain towards Skye Brown.
Not only did he withdraw his hand, not touching Skye,
but he also pulled Lisa Hammond, whom he had just tightly held hands with, into his arms, and tilted his head toward the cara, planting a kiss on Lisa’s forehead.
"Wow... Mr. Wellington still prefers the young ones!"
"Director Brown is so pitiful, look at Skye’s face, forcing a smile, she must be really disappointed..."
"How can she possibly smile? This is basically Mr. Wellington slapping her in the face in public. Although Lisa’s taste isn’t as good as hers, look at her, nestled in Mr. Wellington’s arms, so sweet and happy... Unlike Director Brown, sigh... A woman really shouldn’t delay. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful, once they age, nobody wants them anymore..."
The audience and reporters below the platform sighed.
But they all forgot, forgot what kind of person Skye Brown was.
Everyone thought that Skye would definitely feel heartache and despair at this mont.
But no one realized, when Dylan Wellington’s hand left her waist, completely letting go of her,
she subconsciously felt a sense of relief follow in her heart.
Great, no need to continue acting...
Skye, who suddenly felt relaxed, was in a cheerful mood.
She had long told herself to treat Dylan Wellington as a stranger.
So what does a stranger’s disparaging remarks an to her?
Quickly calming herself from anger and tension, Skye, leaving Dylan Wellington’s embrace, regained her confidence.
She curved her lips at the cara, lifting a bright smile.
Even though beside her was the young girl Lisa Hammond, held in Dylan Wellington’s arms and even kissed on the forehead by him.
But in comparison, the radiant Skye was not afraid to stand on the sa stage with Lisa for a ’beauty contest’.
"Alright, let’s welco Mr. Wellington and Director Brown to enter the venue—next is our premiere ceremony. Viewers in front of the TV and in the live broadcasting room, don’t go away, we’ll be right back..."
The host finished this sentence, and the TV station’s broadcast caras switched, directly cutting into the live broadcasting hall.
Outside the TV station doors, there was finally no synchronized broadcast.
Having cooperated with Dylan Wellington’s performance all the way, Skye, at this mont, no longer wished to stand on the sa stage with this man.
She lifted her skirt, and under the public’s gaze, walked fearlessly past the ’snuggly affectionate’ Mr. Wellington and Lisa Hammond.
Right when everyone was puzzled, as she was not heading towards the studio, they wondered where she was going.
A tall and upright figure suddenly stepped out from the shadows of the wall corner.
The man in a black formal suit was handso, although a few years younger than Skye Brown, yet his well-tailored dark suit added a mature touch to his handso face.
Everyone beca excited, especially the Little Pumpkins below the stage, who couldn’t help but cry out excitedly!
Among them were many who originally disliked Skye Brown.
But after witnessing Skye’s composed and forbearing performance all the way, and seeing the ’humiliation’ she endured, at this mont, they felt Norman York was like a god descending from heaven.
"Skye..." Norman York stepped out from the shadows and extended his hand to catch the swiftly moving Skye from the signing board.
Their hands, just like Dylan Wellington and Lisa Hammond’s earlier, linked together under the witness of everyone.
Dylan Wellington, holding Lisa Hammond, heard the commotion and turned his eyes...
Seeing this scene fully, taking it in.
...
[Update complete, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~]
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