Nicole turned her head in surprise. The warm and soothing fragrance of Clayton's body drilled into her heart.
She subconsciously became dazed.
"Why?" She quickly asked.
Clayton chuckled. His voice was clear and pleasant.
"Because a princess should always be high and mighty."
There was no need for Nicole to stoop low or compromise.
Even though her little temper was not elegant, Clayton felt like it was adorable.
His voice was low and deep, drilling into Nicole’s ears and making her slightly stunned.
The tips of her ears turned red.
It was not that she did not understand the way things were done in the workplace. She also made it up from the bottom little by little.
However, after growing up in an environment like the Stanton family, there was an inherent arrogance that she could not hide or correct.
Nicole suppressed it for too long during the three years she was with Eric, and she did not have a good
time.
After the divorce, Nicole let loose.
At that moment, her heart inexplicably softened when Clayton said that.
Clayton did not notice her change in attitude and entered the venue with her in his arms.
The front row seats were for the artists, and it was also where there were the most cameras.
Their seats were on the second floor. The angle was excellent, and the atmosphere was not as intense as below, which was surrounded by cameras.
Nicole and Clayton sat down. From their seats, it was just enough to see the host on stage and the densely packed cast sitting below.
Almost two-thirds of the entertainment industry had come. It was clear that this awards ceremony was grand and formal.
Harvey was currently very popular, so his seat was arranged in the first few rows. He sat together with Fabian.
Nicole took a deep breath and looked down expectantly.
Clayton frowned, poured her a glass of juice, and handed it over.
"What are you nervous about?"
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