Chapter 1111: Chapter 554: “Evil Dragon Plan!!” (Part 2)
Antirrhocus Davidson didn’t persuade further, just nodded.
The evening sunset in the sky was like a drunken girl, lying in the embrace of the night amidst the blushing red.
…
Nightti.
The banquet hall of the National Palace.
Victor was eting with the “Representatives of xico’s Outstanding Talents,” and Belsaria was not present due to feeling unwell.
Sitting next to him were a bus driver, a steelworker, and a grassroots law lecturer.
Casare sat accompanying.
Tita Vanties sat nearby, feeling uneasy.
She was still dazed by it all.
How could a small actress and model like herself be selected as a special talent?
When she received the call, she thought it was a scam.
But when she returned ho, her parents told her soone had delivered an evening gown.
All custom-made, looking quite expensive.
Tita Vanties wasn’t ignorant.
In the entertainnt industry,
to be blunt, if you’re too naive, you’re out of this circle early, or you get into an accident. (PS: Don’t overthink, I didn’t imply anything.)
If you want to make it, there are only two factors.
One, you are the background yourself.
Two, find a background for yourself.
An absolute novice?
You think the entertainnt industry is a hula hoop, where anyone can just jump in and play.
Tita Vanties had always been lukewarm, otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken part-ti jobs at a clean bar.
Though she didn’t know who, she didn’t want to waste the opportunity, so she bit the bullet and wore the gown, and a vehicle ca to pick her up right on ti.
Once the badge was awarded and she was seated at the main table, she suddenly understood.
It was Victor, the man controlling xico, who had taken notice of her!
She just didn’t know how she caught his eye.
“Are you very nervous, Miss Tita?” Victor turned his head and asked with a smile.
“I just can’t believe I could receive this award.”
Victor smiled, but it was Casare next to him who leaned over and said, “xico is an open country, and we can see everyone’s contributions.”
Tita Vanties nodded politely.
Victor didn’t chat much with her, socializing with others instead, exchanging toasts and greetings.
This made Tita Vanties breathe a sigh of relief, but also grow even more nervous.
A little after nine in the evening.
The banquet concluded.
Everyone was arranged to go to a hospitality hotel.
Just as Tita Vanties picked up her bag and was about to leave.
“Miss Tita Vanties.”
Suddenly soone called out, and a burly man ran over, lowering his voice, “Mr. Leader would like you to sing, is that okay?”
Tita Vanties clenched her hands, hesitated for a mont, and then nodded.
Following behind the bodyguard, she arrived at the office on the top floor.
After knocking, she waited for a voice to co from inside before pushing the door open and entering.
The lighting in the office was relatively dark.
“Leader, Miss Tita Vanties is here.”
The guard said and then sensibly left, closing the door behind him.
Victor picked up the wine glass on the table, already poured with red wine, walked over, and handed it to her, “I really like how you sing at the clean bar.”
“You an at the Green Field Desert? You’ve heard sing?” Tita Vanties took the glass with both hands, saying a bit reservedly.
Victor touched her face, making her shiver, “Of course, I like your tear mole.”
His breathing was sowhat rapid.
“Could you sing for once more?”
Tita Vanties: “Of course.”
Victor laughed, finished his wine, then turned on the nearby tape recorder, and soothing music instantly flowed through the office.
He also turned off the lights.
The moonlight from outside stread in, lending a sense of a bohemian ambiance.
Seeing how easygoing Victor was, Tita Vanties relaxed a bit, downed the wine in one gulp, her face instantly flushed, and began to sing “Hold Your Fire.”
A song with a touch of rock.
She lifted the hem of her dress and swayed her body slightly to the song.
Initially a bit awkward, but beca very natural later on.
Victor sat in the chair, watching under the moonlight, especially the graceful…
Who could resist?
Before the song ended, he stood up, grabbed Tita Vanties by the hand, and pulled her into his embrace and kissed her.
Sowhat roughly tearing off his clothes, he pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window.
……(Five hours omitted here)……(sa as ).
Early the next morning, Victor climbed up feeling a bit hungover.
As he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the office sofa, while Tita Vanties was curled up like a little cat in the farthest corner.
Victor withdrew his hand, even patting the buxom, sat up, and shook his head.
Dammit…
He hadn’t had such a release since Belsaria got pregnant.
The mistress Krista Schroeder was getting a bit tireso as well.
Of course, he liked a bit of freshness.
Victor was also a bastard!
However, Tita Vanties was indeed very attractive, with her blend of innocence and a touch of charm, who wouldn’t be excited seeing that?
Perhaps it’s very cliché to say…
“I must quit drinking from now on.” Victor laughed to himself.
He stood up, put on his pants, and as he was about to dress, there was a knock on the door.
A cat-like voice from Casare ca through, “Boss~”
Victor almost wanted to laugh, putting on his clothes while walking over to open the door, only to see Fat Casare and Augustine Przybylski from the xico News Bureau standing at the door.
“Why are you two here together? Co in… uh, let’s talk outside.”
Victor glanced at Tita Vanties on the sofa.
Casare instinctively smiled, while Augustine Przybylski sniffed the air and instantly understood.
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