Evander Lancaster raised an eyebrow. Just because he doesn’t date, doesn’t an he’s adverse to won.
During these long nights, having soone to chat with isn’t so bad.
With a gentlemanly nod and a smile, he said, "The pleasure is all mine."
Among the three brothers here to support Beatrice Hargrave’s concert, he’s the only one dressed so formally, in a suit and tie, with exaggeratedly styled hair.
At this mont, holding a glass of champagne in one hand and the other hand gentlemanly behind his back, the corners of his mouth upturned in a carefree smile, he’s a man as free as the wind. His smile has an air of playful tease, the type of man won most want to conquer.
Vivian Zimrman raised her glass of champagne to gesture a toast, took a small sip, and casually glanced around, "Director Croft really has influence, inviting almost half of the entertainnt industry to support his fiancée. How enviable!"
Evander also sipped his champagne, took a casual look around, and offhandedly replied, "What’s there to envy? You can find a wealthy boss boyfriend too. Then it wouldn’t just be half the entertainnt industry; the entire high society might co to support."
Vivian retracted her gaze, pouted at Evander, sighed, and said, "How could I have such good luck as Beatrice Hargrave? A good family background and a great man. Director Croft is handso and wealthy, a dream man for so many won."
Noticing Vivian’s sigh, Evander playfully raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t arrogance; no matter where he went, won would co up to chat, perhaps because he never brings a date.
Seeing Evander not replying, Vivian held her glass by its bottom and slightly lowered her head, looking at him in a bashful pose.
As a superstar in the film industry, she knows exactly how to showcase every emotion.
"Are you a friend of Director Croft? How co I’ve never seen you before?"
"Well, you’re seeing now!" Evander curled his lips, his smile carrying a teasing emotion in his eyes.
Vivian thought there was hope, blinked, and smiled bashfully yet alluringly, "You still haven’t answered my question. Are you a friend of Director Croft?"
"Nope." Evander bluntly denied it, and when Vivian’s expression changed slightly, he leaned in a bit closer, his handso face flashing a flirty smile, "I’m Director Croft’s brother."
Vivian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly smiled, and said, "Ah, so you’re Director Croft’s brother. No wonder he invited you to the celebration party."
Being Director Croft’s brother ans he’s undoubtedly rich and prestigious. She recognized the man who was just standing with him. Frequent tabloid talk with actresses, it’s rumored he’s married, and since Evander ca alone, it seems he doesn’t have a girlfriend. Otherwise, he would definitely bring a date to such an important occasion.
"What industry are you in? Do you also own a company like Director Croft?" Vivian engaged in innocent mode, her face with delicate makeup not matching up with her innocent expression.
Evander shook his head, "I don’t have big brother’s skills."
"How can that be?" Vivian frowned, "You look so elegant and extraordinary, you’re definitely bluffing ."
"Pretty girl, I’m really not lying to you. Among us brothers, big brother, second brother, and the third one you just saw with , they all run their own businesses. But I," at this point, Evander pouted, showing a bitter face, "I’m just a doctor."
"Being a doctor is great! Wearing a white coat is so impressive." Although Evander downplayed himself, Vivian didn’t believe it. Given Director Croft’s status, how could he possibly have ordinary people as brothers.
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