Chapter 475
Chapter 475:
Stephen felt a wave of relief wash over him.
Though Janice possessed an ethereal beauty that surpassed any woman he’d encountered, his connection to her stirred something deeper—a puzzling sense of familiarity that kept romantic notions at bay.
“There’s something I’d like to discuss with you, Stephen.”
“Mm-hmm?”
Janice’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. “If you’re available later, shall we meet at the pavilion in the yard?”
“The live stream won’t run continuously. We should have some free time once this segment wraps up.”
As someone constantly in the public eye, Stephen understood the delicate nature of being seen alone with a female contestant on camera.
He had no intention of subjecting Janice to unnecessary speculation.
“Alright.” Stephen nodded in agreement.
He, too, harbored questions that needed answering.
As their meal drew to a close, Devin’s voice resonated through the loudspeaker. “I hope everyone’s satisfied with their meal.”
The words had barely left his mouth when Daniel burst through the door, his appearance disheveled. Sweat drenched his clothes, making him look even more unkempt than usual.
“What do you mean satisfied? I haven’t had a single bite! How could I possibly be full?” Daniel’s protest echoed through the room, his dignity forgotten. “I’ve circled this entire villa twice! I’m exhausted! Are you trying to make me collapse from hunger?”
The other guests turned to Daniel, their expressions a mix of disapproval and disbelief at his unseemly state.
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The man truly had no sense of decorum.
His sweat-drenched appearance seemed almost deliberate, as if he thought it added to his masculine appeal.
“Come on! I’m so sick, I’m going to vomit,” a comment said.
“Someone needs to tell Daniel that his desperate attention-seeking is suffocating to watch.”
“The way he carries himself is borderline nauseating. Does he actually believe this makes him look masculine?”
The stream’s comment section erupted with mockery.
The representatives from Daniel’s talent agency, including his manager, watched in horror as their meticulously crafted public image crumbled before their eyes.
The inevitable damage control would cost them dearly, both in resources and reputation.
“Mr. Chadwick, someone bursting with such vitality hardly seems at risk of hunger,” Devin’s voice cut through the air with razor-sharp disdain.
Though Devin held only the title of director, the presence of several influential figures among the guests bolstered his position. Their silent backing ensured Daniel would think twice before challenging his authority.
“Rest assured. Should you actually succumb to low blood sugar, our professional medical team stands ready to intervene.”
The threat to Daniel’s health might be nonexistent, but his pride was another matter entirely.
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