After speaking, Justin Xavier stood up. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, lifted his hand to tug at the tie around his neck. Now, the tie was loosely hanging around his neck, with a sense of oppression and authority exuding from him. Every movent was filled with the captivating charm of an elite upper-class man.
Those executives were so frightened they held their breath.
Justin was feeling irritated. The high-pressure work of recent days had painted a hint of tired red in his usually cold and black eyes. Not wanting to look at the people behind him any longer, he took out a cigarette, holding it between his thin lips, lit it up absentmindedly, and began smoking.
At that mont, the conference room door was pushed open, and his private secretary walked in, reporting softly, "President, your WeChat notification sounded."
Justin never took his phone into etings, handing it over to his private secretary instead.
Justin slipped one hand into his pants pocket, holding the cigarette with one hand. His body was slender and jade-like, and his handso features were enveloped in the swirling smoke, like a sculpture cut from silver.
"I’m busy." He spoke moodily with his thin lips curving slightly.
"Yes, President." The private secretary, holding the phone, prepared to leave.
"Co back." Justin spoke again at that mont.
The private secretary looked up, seeing Justin holding the cigarette between his thin lips, looking at him and asking, "What did you just say sounded?"
"President, it’s WeChat."
"Oh." Justin responded flatly.
Although the president said he was busy, the private secretary planned a quick retreat.
But the next second, Justin extended his large hand, "Give the phone."
The private secretary was startled, President, didn’t you say you were busy?
However, the private secretary didn’t dare to say it out loud and hurriedly handed over the phone.
Justin took the phone. On his WeChat, there was only one contact, Leah Thorne.
Sotis he would scroll through Leah’s Monts to see what she posted, whether it was a beautiful outfit she wore or a gorgeous bag she bought.
Sure enough, it was from Leah, and it was a voice ssage.
Usually, he didn’t contact her, and she wouldn’t reach out to him first.
He didn’t know what day it was today, not only did she contact him but also sent a voice ssage.
He hadn’t heard her voice for a long ti.
Justin slowly curved his thin lips into a joyful arc.
The executives there, who were even afraid to breathe, were dumbfounded. They stared in shock at their president. Did the president... smile?
Just a mont ago, the president was like a storm, and in the next second, he smiled?
What kind of magic did that WeChat ssage contain?
It seed like they were saved.
The executives all secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Justin was eager to hear Leah’s voice, so he reached out a finger and clicked on that voice ssage.
However, the voice that ca wasn’t Leah’s, but... Davina Rowe’s.
Davina was bragging in a sultry voice about how President Xavier was really bad; last night he made her hurt so much, and they didn’t sleep until dawn...
"..." Justin’s handso face imdiately turned cold, his thin lips pressed into a grim line.
The executives, who had just relaxed, imdiately sensed the change in their president’s mood. Instantly, they sucked their breath back in, sitting up straight and stiff.
Justin really got angry. He had wanted to hear Leah’s voice to soothe himself, but instead, it was that sultry voice.
He imdiately replied with a voice ssage, rudely shouting, "Bullshit, I was in etings all night last night!"
After saying this, Justin threw the phone directly at his private secretary, his cold black eyes piercing like arrows at the executive’s heads, "What are you all standing around for, a bunch of bastards without a heart or lungs!"
Justin lifted his leg and kicked over a chair.
The executives who got caught in the crossfire were speechless, "..."
Who exactly was being cursed as a "heartless bastard"?
Step out!
We don’t want to take the bla!
...
Film set.
"Ding," Leah quickly received a reply. She curled her red lips, "Davina Rowe, your President sent a reply. Let’s listen to it together."
Davina’s arrogance shrank because she knew Justin had gone on a business trip, and since the wedding, she hadn’t even seen Justin face to face; she was just talking nonsense earlier.
Her heart was flustered, but she didn’t want to admit defeat, stubbornly saying, "Let’s listen then, Leah. You think I’m afraid of you?"
Leah played the voice ssage, and Justin’s angry voice imdiately played, "Bullshit, I was in etings all night last night!"
Leah rarely heard Justin curse. Although he had a dark nature in his bones, he usually appeared refined and restrained, gentle and elegant; this was the first ti.
Leah raised her eyebrows slightly.
Puh.
Mada Goldie laughed imdiately, "Davina Rowe, President Xavier has shown up and slapped you in the face live. Can we get an interview, does your face hurt?"
Davina, slapped in the face, turned pale. Justin’s "bullshit" was clearly directed at her!
That’s why Davina was always a bit afraid of Justin because he was a wild man no one could control.
At this ti, Leah approached Davina, "Davina Rowe, don’t ss with if you can help it. If you cross , I’ll have to find sothing for you to do."
"By the way, with your President not around, did you feel empty and lonely, having wild dreams, or did you play with other n into the night and then try to fra it on President Xavier? You need to explain this to your President, or soon there might be a new female lead taking your place."
With that, Leah walked away.
Davina stood there frozen, gritting her teeth, almost spitting blood from anger.
Every ti she faced off against Leah, she ended up the one being KO’d.
...
After Leah and Mada Goldie left, Davina’s agent stepped forward, "Forget it, Davina, don’t be angry. Tomorrow is the first audition for ’Epheral Life’, and you’ll need to wear a qipao. With your face and body, you will definitely look stunning in a qipao. Contact President Xavier and let him co back to watch your audition. Then you’ll srize him so much he’ll be at your beck and call."
’Epheral Life’ is a Republican era drama that requires many qipaos, all heavily invested and handcrafted by embroiderers from The Riverlands, absolutely stunning.
Davina, as the second female lead, would have many qipaos.
Her agent pointed to a room, "Davina, look, this is where the qipaos you’ll be wearing are."
Davina looked through the display window of the room, her eyes lighting up at the sight of so many beautiful qipaos.
Davina was quite confident in her figure and looks. She had been overshadowed by Leah for too long. Why not take advantage of this opportunity to turn things around?
However, recently Justin has been very busy, currently in Port Kael for etings. Would he be willing to co out, could he co to the set?
No matter the outco, she must try.
Davina took out her phone, snapped a picture of those beautiful qipaos, and sent it to Justin’s phone, with a ssage saying, "President Xavier, I’m auditioning in a qipao tomorrow, can you co and watch ?"
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