In the office, Shannon was packing up the magazines when I asked her, "Will Harriet come over today?"
"Yeah, she'll be over later to choose photos."
"Alright."
I lowered my head and went back to work. Not long after, Shannon's surprised voice registered in my ears. "Wanda, come and take a look.”
"What did you see this time?"
I went forward slowly to look. Shannon was holding a magazine in her hand while she tapped on the man on the cover. "Does this person look familiar?"
I took a closer look, vaguely identifying his facial features. "He looks like the man we saw in the elevator at Jason’s apartment that day."
Shannon could not stop nodding. "I did say he looked familiar. So, he’s Xavier Charles."
"Xavier Charles..."
He was the male artiste who had appeared in the most magazines in the first half of the year. He acted and sang. His unique voice allowed him to occupy a place in the music scene with only one record, and he even snatched a modeling gig with his good figure.
"Could it be that he also lives in Jason’s apartment?" I murmured.
Shannon frowned, feeling that something was off. "That neighborhood is pretty common. Wouldn't it be too shabby for a male celebrity to live in such a neighborhood?"
What she said made sense.
"I heard Harriet will be working with him on a magazine in the future. With Harriet's style, she’ll probably get into a scandal with Xavier." There was worry in Shannon's voice.
"If their shoot can be separate from our partnership, then it doesn't matter. We’ll ask her when she comes later."
Speaking of the devil…
We heard Harriet’s piercing voice before we even saw her. "Are you always talking about me, President Lane?"
The next moment, the door opened and Harriet appeared in front of my eyes, followed by Lola.
Looking up at her, I smiled. "Yeah, I was wondering why you haven’t come to pick the photos yet. Now that you’re ready, please follow me."
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