Cordelia nodded. There must be a hidden agenda, and Uncle Noah might not even know about it!
"It's really unusual that they've suddenly set up a management company and could produce $15,000,000 right away." Cordelia bit her lips and said in a low voice, "I'll have to let Trinity know not to shoot the film first. This has to be postponed. And you've got to look into Prestige, honey!"
Zephyr smiled and tapped twice on his laptop, immediately showing the detailed investigation result on Prestige Agency.
Cordelia paused.
"Darling, do you have to say? I've got it done already!"
Cordelia read that the capital Prestige Agency registered with was not much, and it only signed a handful of artists. The whole company only had a legal person, a manager, and a finance person.
"The legal person's Uncle Noah." Cordelia frowned. "Zephyr, if anything happens to the company, Uncle Noah's the one who will be held accountable legally!"
"Mm."
Cordelia said, "And it doesn't look like a regular company to me. More like a shell company!"
Zephyr closed the laptop with a chortle.
"Alright, stop thinking so much. I'll go to bed with you."
"Darling…" Cordelia hugged him on the neck. "The baby's been so active recently that my back is so sore."
Zephyr carried her back to their bedroom and placed her on the bed to massage her back gently.
Cordelia then fussed that it was warm and wanted to have ice cream.
Zephyr paused and shook his head hesitantly.
Cordelia was disappointed. Since she got pregnant, her mother and mother-in-law kept a close eye on her, prohibiting her from having this and that. Ice cream was one of the blacklisted foods.
Janine followed the list strictly once Cordelia was in Chaiseland and repeatedly warned Zephyr to pay attention to her meals.
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