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The man pulled down his mask. When he spoke, his voice was filled with bass and seemed to carry a special timbre. “That sounds pretty good. I won’t have to struggle with making a living anymore.” Mario looked at him with a shocked expression, as if he could not believe what he had just heard. After they entered the elevator, Mario turned on his phone to check Tom's schedule that afternoon. “Tom, you have an appointment with TF Perfume later at two o'clock at the mall…” As he mentioned this, he suddenly remembered something. “Hey, Tom, I thought you weren’t fond of women?” Just now, he was so busy speaking to Jenna that he forgot Tom had something against women and always kept his distance from any women in his sight. If he were stepping into an elevator with a woman inside, he would rather wait for the next elevator instead of entering it. Tom was already expecting the question. He tucked his hand in his trousers pocket and said candidly, “That's my boss. Do you think

Tom stayed silent upon hearing this. They drove on in silence, with neither of them making any conversation. The only voice came from the music player. It was the husky, sultry voice of a man singing in French. “He spoke words of love to me… Endless sweet talking… it’s all new to me…” Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Club YL. “Thank you, boss.” Tom unbuckled his seat belt and stepped out of the car. Before closing the door, he bent over and turned to Jenna inside the car. “Boss, Madam Ross isn’t actually that fond of jewelry. She’s more into calligraphy and is even a member of the Calligraphy Association. She likes Emmanuel Schumann’s calligraphy works, so it would be great if you could gift her some of them. “If there are other people besides you and Madam Ross meeting, I suggest you get another gift instead of the jewelry you got her.” Jenna was taken aback. When she came to her senses, she realized that Tom had already entered the club.

The plump man was on the phone and hardly noticed Jenna at all. He ended up bumping right into her. “I’m sorry. I'm so sorry…” Mario apologized and frantically picked up his phone from the ground. It was only after he rose again that he noticed it was Jenna he had bumped into. “Pres- President Radcliff?” Upon noticing his panicked expression, Jenna asked curiously, “Your forehead is pooling with sweat. What's wrong?” Knowing that Jenna was the boss of the company, Mario decided it was easier to go to her than the deputy manager. With that, he hurriedly stated his plights. “Did I mention there was a producer who wanted to meet Tom for dinner to set him up with an offer? Well, the meeting turned out quite sour because the producer was very problematic… She sat next to Tom and started feeling his thighs. She said that if Tom sleeps with her for just one night and makes her happy, she will give Tom whatever he wants.” The more he went on, the angrier and frustrated he be

Jenna hesitated for a moment. Then, she approached the cubicle and said something to help divert Tom’s attention. “What’s your schedule for tomorrow anyway?” “I’m not working. I’ll just be revising my scripts at home.” His breathing seemed to have become more erratic. “Boss, sing me a song.” ‘How do you have so many demands?’ Jenna wanted to complain but managed to hold it in. After a while, she stated vainly, “I can't sing. I'm tone deaf.” “It doesn't matter. Just try to sound as close as you can to the original track.” Jenna could hear the struggle in the man's voice. After a few seconds, she reached for the phone inside her bag, turned on the music player, and sang along as best she could with the track. “Like a drizzle inside my heart… what a mysterious feeling… I couldn’t help but turn up to look at you… and yet you never let anything show…” She stumbled her way through the track with great effort and sang until her throat became parched. She rubbed at h

Soon, the waiter returned with the hot pot and other dishes. Just as the broth started to boil, Mario finally arrived after taking a taxi. As soon as he pulled a chair and sat down, his eyes scanned across all the dishes on the table. “Tom, avoid potatoes, fried tofu, and grilled pork. Eat more beef.” Tom glanced at him. “How about I just not eat at all? I’ll just watch you eat while I drink, yeah?” “That wouldn’t work, either.” Mario chuckled, “It’s just that fried tofu contains too many calories. You need to fly to North City for a shoot in a few days. We can’t have you gaining weight. Speaking of that, don't drink tea, either.” Mario grabbed the tea cup from Tom and swapped it with a herbal tea he bought on the way. “Have herbal tea instead. It helps relieve tiredness and increase the quality of your sleep.” “Here you go, President Radcliff. I got one for you as well.” He produced another cup from his bag and handed it to Jenna. “Thank you.” Jenna took the herba