Miranda Quentin looked weary when she arrived at the gate of the mansion. Upon seeing her, the security quickly opened the door and she went into the house without wasting any more time.However, as she got into the living room, she was stunned when she saw Ivy Haddock, Curtis Smith as well as Roland Peyton pacing around the living room worriedly.She seems to be calling someone. As soon as she turned around, her gaze met with Miranda's and she quickly dropped the phone and ran over to her.“Where on earth have you been all night, Mira?” Ivy Haddock asked as she pulled her into a warm hug.“I was so worried about you that I couldn't keep my soul in check” Ivy Haddock lamented as she pulled away from her embrace. Then, she looked at her face with concern.“What happened, Mira? You looked very sick, did something happen?” Ivy Haddock continued to ask.Miranda Quentin saw that Curtis Smith was extending a glass of water to her through her peripheral view, so she moved away from Ivy Had
Miranda returned to the room to grab a set of new bed sheets and pillow covers afterfinding the clothes. The sofa in the living room was not bigenough for Isaiah to stretch his long legs.She could only move a stool over to addlength to the makeshift bed. She didn't have to worry at all for Brian.He washed in the bath. put on the cutepajamas by himself, and then headed for the bed. Miranda finished bathing and changed into a more conservative pair of pajamas. Shewalked out after checking that she lookeddecent. “That... Mr. Kenton. I'm going to sleep first. Call me if you need anything." "Yes." Isaiah's gaze lost focus as helooked at the freshly bathed Miranda. Thedepths of his eyes darkened overwhelmingly. The girl was wearing the most ordinarypair of pajamas and had her hair tied into a pumpkin. She had a fresh face and hersmooth skin held a natural flush from theshower's steam. He could tell that Miranda had dressedconservatively. There was nothinginappropriate
Miranda was woken by a man's low voice from the living room the following morning.Isaiah put down his phone after hearingthe footsteps behind him. He asked with a warm tone, "Did I wake you?"Miranda stared at the man before her, hereyes as wide as saucers. Isaiah was not wearing a shirt. So the moment she had pushed the door open, her view had been filled with bare skin.She rubbed her nose. Luckily she had notdone anything embarrassing.Isaiah seemed not to have noticed herabnormal expression. Instead, he calmlypicked up his shirt from the sofa to wear. He said while buttoning up his shirt: "There's an emergency at work, I have to leave now could I trouble you to wake Brian up?""Oh, okay” Miranda nodded as she hurried to call for Brian.But it turned out that she didn't have to call for him. She saw a soft and impossibly ute Pikachu the moment she turned around. He was staring straight at his dear father, Isaiah, without blinking. His expression was clearly unhappy."Brian, g
Emily was so worried that her heart wasbreaking at the stiff pair of father and son, “Isaiah, do you even hear what I'm saying? Also, what's wrong with Brian? He hasn't eaten a bite of food all night and he's holding that phone like it's a priceless treasure!" Jake was chewing on somesweet-and-sour ribs, so his voice wasunclear, "Brian is waiting for the prettylady's call!" Emily was perplexed, "What pretty lady?” Jake waved his hands, "Mum, Dad, don'tworry so much. Brother already hassomeone he likes!" Emily was surprised but uncertain."You're telling the truth? Jake, don't trickus!" At this time Edda also solemnly putdown his chopsticks, eyeing Jakesuspiciously. “Why would I try to trick you, this isabsolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!" Jake looked toward his brother as he said so. "Isaiah, is what Jake said real?" Eddaasked in a low voice. "Isaiah, dear, say something!" Emily prompted him with impatience. "Yes." Isaiah agreed. Emily stil
Brian loved silence. He would typicallyhide in his room by himself when he wasdone eating. The household staff had toreturn to their rooms immediately aftercompleting their tasks. They couldn't make any sound or it would disturb Brian, making him irritable or even lose control.Emily had previously sent some snacks tohis room, worried that he wasn't eatingenough. But Brian locked himself up in the attic.Thus, no matter how much their parentsLoved Brian, they didn't dare to move in with Isaiah and Jake.Yet Brian had taken the initiative to comeOut?Not only that, but Brian ran towardsIsaiah hugged his leg.Jake laughed out loud, "Brian, what areyou doing? Hugging for some allowance?Isaiah lowered his head to look at his sonand was able to tell what he wanted in asingle glance. He rejected it withouthesitation, "No, you already went over lastnight"Thus Brian's gaze landed on his phone"You already called once during dinner."Isaiah rejected him again.Jake finally unde
Jake had crammed too much information into his speech just now. It took Miranda a long time to digest it all.She looked at Brian sticking closely to herside, "Brian, did you break all those thingsjust because you wanted to see me?"Brian nodded.Miranda frowned, "Did you know it's wrong to do that?"Brian shook his head.Miranda finally realized why Isaiah was sostrict. This child was most likely overlyspoiled at home and thought that it was amatter of course that everything shouldfollow his will.Miranda's gaze turned stern, "Then I'm going to tell you. What you did was wrong. that's what bad children do. You can't do that anymore, understand?"Brian nodded. It was hard to describe the expression on Isaiah's face.Although Brian was unruly, he would keepto his word as long as he had agreed tosomething.The psychiatrist had tried all sorts ofmethods to cure Brian's bad habits. Habits such as hunger strikes, locking himself up and even destruction to get his way However, Brian
Miranda coughed a few times. Isaiah hadcompletely defeated her. She hurriedly tried to explain, "I was only joking...it was just a joke..."Isaiah seemed to have gotten hooked ongiving away keys. He casually tossed heranother, "It's not easy to call a taxi fromhere. It's inconvenient for you to go to work. Take this car to use, Miranda." "."Why...Why did she feel treated like a mistresseven though she was only staying for a short period?Uh, no, if she were just being a mistress,then she should be hidden outside. Whatkind of sugar daddy would entrust all thekeys to the main residence, and their son to her. Um. this was clearly the feeling of being a newlywed couple...she suddenly thought of how Isaiah hadabruptly proposed to her the first time they had met. She was confident enough to claim that she understood men, but the man in front of her was like a computer system with the highest grade firewall. She could not see through him at all.She didn't know if agreeing to st
So what?!Miranda choked, feeling speechless, "Mr.Kenton, do your employees know that you're using your company's people to help artists from other companies?"The Kenton Corporation began to get involved with the entertainment industry five years ago and bought over Entertainment city, creating an entertainment empire. They were even able to compete directly with the oldest, leading company in the industry, Gold Ray Entertainment.From this, you could see how fierce thecompetition was between the twocompanies, their employees- from artists to managers to assistants, makeup artists, and stylists- could never mix. If there were artists from both companies present on the same set, there would be some sparks flying.Isaiah Iooked at his watch, "The minivanIs at the door, you can do your makeup and styling on the way there and you'll make it in time. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."Miranda was so conflicted, but she stillgritted her teeth, "I'm going!”Since Isaiah w