However, now, no matter how hot and heated the online controversy is.
Lisa Hammond, nestled close to Dylan Wellington like a little bird, felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, with a piercing coldness seeping from her scalp to her back.
Lisa was anxious and uneasy.
She felt that the man sitting next to her was not the charming and wealthy CEO, but a cold and indifferent block of ice.
Unable to endure Dylan Wellington’s expression, which was so gloomy it seed about to drip, Lisa timidly and softly called out.
"Mr. Wellington..."
"Shut up." Dylan Wellington’s cold, deep voice sounded, devoid of any warmth.
Lisa: "..."
Even though the stage effects in the studio were ample and the volu was loud, no one should have heard Dylan Wellington’s extrely cold, even disdainful rebuke to her.
Still, Lisa’s delicately made-up face inevitably flushed.
Her cheeks burned hotly, and Lisa felt her face hurt.
Nervously, she glanced around, relieved slightly when she saw no one had noticed her embarrassnt.
And at this mont—
"Norman York, it’s our turn to go on stage..."
A voice belonging to Skye Brown, gentle and soft with a hint of a smile, ca from behind Lisa and Dylan Wellington.
Lisa instinctively turned her head, only to realize that at so point Norman York had ended up sitting behind them!
Skye Brown and Norman York, how could they be here!?
Weren’t they just sitting in the front row?
What Lisa didn’t know was that while she was busy flattering Dylan Wellington, Skye Brown, Sasha Hammond, and Norman York had already gone backstage for a touch-up.
After this round of performances, they, as three important creators, were going to go on stage to give speeches.
The reason Norman York sat in the back row was simply that when he returned from the touch-up, he happened to see Lisa nestled in Dylan Wellington’s arms, acting coquettishly.
Although he refrained from comnting on Dylan Wellington’s affairs.
Expecting him to sit beside Dylan Wellington and Lisa, witnessing Lisa’s ’clumsy performance’.
For a movie star like Norman York, was still respectfully declining.
So, when Norman York returned, he directly sat in the second row.
And at this mont, Skye Brown was bending over, passing through the gap between the audience seats, handing a card with speech cues to Norman York.
Upon hearing the gentle and soft, even smiling female voice behind him.
That was the tenderness never shown when she spoke to him earlier.
Sitting in the front row, Dylan Wellington’s handso face, covered in dark clouds, instantly fell.
While turning his head to look up closely at Skye Brown and Norman York’s expressions, and still anxiously guessing if they heard Dylan Wellington’s earlier reprimand to her—a ’shut up’.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her wrist.
"Hiss—"
The pain made her gasp, almost shedding tears.
In the next second, Dylan Wellington rcilessly grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.
Due to Dylan Wellington’s rough movent, Lisa’s neck, which was turning back, was nearly pulled off by him.
The wrist pain was intense, and the back of her neck was pulled tight.
Just when Lisa instinctively wanted to push Dylan Wellington away, but before she could react, Dylan Wellington pinched her jaw.
With the presence of a strange man’s scent, he kissed deeply.
Although it was rely lips pressing against lips without tongues or further actions, it still made Lisa’s almond-shaped eyes open wide in surprise.
Jo... Mr. Wellington actually kissed her...
And during the live broadcast of the premiere, in front of so many people in the studio, he kissed her!!!
She... she has been with Mr. Wellington for so long, and this is the first ti Mr. Wellington truly and genuinely kissed her.
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