Spencer didn't at all have the guts to see Lucas' cold expression. He felt the surrounding air getting thinner as a chill ran down his spine.
“She...”
Five minutes later, the atmosphere in the ward was heavy.
Spencer lowered his head before carefully raising it again to look at his employer. He had told Lucas everything, no lies.
And yet, Lucas' face remained darkened.
It was as though Lucas could sense Spencer's stare as he turned his line of sight to his subordinate. “Let's go!”
“Go?” Spencer was dumbfounded.
“Mhm.” Lucas got off the bed without hesitation.
Before Spencer had the chance to ask where his employer was going, Lucas was already heading outside, so he had no choice but to follow.
The tickets to Trashy Idol sold like hotcakes. A new record was set every day.
The day Ashlyn left, the total revenue was eight hundred million. Currently, the sales had surpassed one billion. Not only that, that number was climbing higher.
Greg returned to his condominium, sat on the couch, and struggled to calm down.
After a moment, he gently approached his son's room and saw the boy sleeping soundly on the bed.
The child's chest rose and fell as he breathed in his sleep.
Greg's eyes turned red as he stared. It'd be so nice if everything that happened was just a dream. If only our family wasn't a broken one and is still as perfect as it used to be. However, time waits for no one, and everything's changed.
With tears welling in his eyes, he silently walked out and closed the door.
At that moment, his phone rang.
Heading over. he grabbed his phone and looked at the screen.
Trashy Idol had been nominated by an award show and had an entry in many categories, which included the best newcomer award, the best male lead award, the best script, the best director, etc.
It was an announcement sent by the organizers of the award show.
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