Neve looked at Zane, who had never looked at her since she entered the room.
He didn't look at her even if she was right in front of him.
He acted like a stranger.
As soon as Haider finished speaking, Zane stood up, reaching out to Neve, "Miss Bennett."
He sounded polite and distant.
He spoke like they were just strangers.
Kane stood there, confused.
Neve's popularity in the entertainment industry in the past two days was a miracle.
Other people might not know who was behind all this, but Kane did.
Without Zane, Neve wouldn't be able to handle the scandal.
Now those scandals have all proven to be rumors and Neve even got more popular again.
She received countless offers of endorsements, TV shows, movies, and so on.
And a big part of the reason he wanted to invite Neve was Zane.
But it looked like Neve and Zane weren't on a good term.
Kane immediately looked up at the editor who tipped him off.
The editor-in-chief was confused too, not knowing what had happened.
Neve looked at Zane's hand and shook hands with him after a few seconds. "Mr. Lawrence."
Zane nodded, then retracted his hand, and sat down again.
The atmosphere became somewhat depressing.
Kane asked people to sit down and asked the waiter to serve the food.
Through this dinner, Kane wanted to see how the relationship was between Zane and Neve.
Yet he found, although Neve looked at Zane several times, Zane was almost as cold as a stranger.
In this way, Kane was not sure about their relationship.
At the dinner table, apart from Haider and Zane, the other people were also from the news media industry.
After drinking, they were somewhat drunk.
The man sitting to Neve's right was the head of a media company.
He looked like he was in his early forties. His appearance was fine.
"Miss Bennett, you are very famous these days. Here is for you." He toasted Neve.
Neve had drunk a lot, and now she didn't want to drink anymore, otherwise, she would get drunk.
So Neve subconsciously glanced at Zane.
However, Zane sat on the chair with one hand resting on the back of the chair, his expression was dim, thinking about something. He was not paying attention to them at all.
Neve had no choice but to give up her thoughts. She looked at the man beside her with a smile, "Mr. Degan, I really can't drink anymore. Can I do it with tea?"
The smile on Mr. Degan's face cooled down quickly, "Why? Miss Bennett, you can drink with Mr. Porter and other people, but not me? Are you looking down on me?"
Neve's face changed slightly, "Mr. Degan, you misunderstood, I..."
Mr. Degan filled the wine glass on the table and handed it to Neve, "If you don't want me to misunderstand, drink it."
Looking at the wine Mr. Degan slowly handed over, Neve could barely keep her smile.
Nancy glanced at Neve and was about to speak. But Haider patted her on the shoulder.
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