While the person in the bathroom was taking a shower, she picked up the phone and checked it. The lock screen wallpaper was a familiar hand-woven grass ring.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The grass ring was handcrafted by her for Alistair. The first time she went on a mission to the border, he insisted that she bring back local products. The border environment was harsh – it was either grass, trees, or all sorts of pests. So, she picked some wild grass from the roadside, dried it, and made a grass ring for him. But he was thrilled to bits.
Alistair hadn't changed his lock screen since these years.
She knew that Alistair brought her into the hotel last night. Molly didn't even need to check her body and just lifted the blanket to pick up her scattered coat and shoes on the floor.
Growing up together since childhood, she trusted Alistair very much and knew that he wouldn't dare do anything to her.
Today, Molly had to submit the progress of her task at the office. She naturally took Alistair's coat and quickly dressed herself up before leaving quietly.
When Alistair finished taking a shower and came out, there was no one in the room.
He wiped his damp short hair with a towel and muttered under his breath, "What a scumbag! She just left after taking advantage of me without taking care of the aftermath."
Ding dong -
The phone on the bedside table beeped with a notification sound, and Alistair walked over to check it.
The invincible and super beautiful Momo: "Thanks, it's getting cooler outside. I borrowed a windbreaker. If you have time, come to my home to take it."
The invincible and super beautiful Momo: "You know how my dad is, don't let him know I got drunk last night. Let's have dinner another day."
Finally, she added a "heart" emoji at the end.
Seeing the emoji, Alistair's resentment disappeared. He quickly found Malcolm's phone number in his contacts and edited a short message to send to him.
"Uncle Malcolm, I had a fever last night on set and Molly came to see me. It was too late for her to go back, so I let her stay in the dorm arranged by the crew. In the morning, my fever went down and she had already gone back to NIB."
After finishing everything proficiently, Alistair brought a hair dryer to blow dry the hair.
The phone rang again, and this time it was a call from the agent Dominic.
As soon as the call connected, Dominic's anxious voice came through almost immediately, "Where are you?"
Alistair casually replied, "In the hotel, just finished showering."
"Do you still have time to take a shower? You went into the club last night and came out with a woman in your arms. This has been caught on camera and it's now trending online!"
Alistair calmly blow-dried his hair. "So what if I carried a woman out? It's not a big deal. Besides, I'm an actor, not an idol. I can date if I want to."
Dominic replied with annoyance, "Are you trying to kill me and inherit my pile of bank loans? Most of your fans are young girls who consider themselves true love fans, girlfriend fans or wife fans. As a top male star, dating is equivalent to destroying your career and losing your fan base."
"Destroying my career?" Alistair was stunned for a moment before becoming serious. "That won't do. You need to arrange for the public relations team to issue a statement immediately. My dad said that if I can't make it in showbiz, then I need to go back home to inherit the family business - which is something that I don't want."
"... Can you please give me your dad?" Dominic muttered under his breath.
The professional public relations team worked efficiently and Dominic even posted a statement on Alistair's Twitter account stating that he had only hugged his sister and had no intention of dating anyone at this time.
His fans quickly expressed their belief in him without any need for fake accounts or paid supporters from the PR team - their fan club was quick at clearing up negative news about him and by noon, everything had died down completely.
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