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Neil suppressed his emotions to maintain superficial politeness and courtesy. However, the reporters were
relentless no matter how he diverted the topic. Some even began to make stories up right in front of him.
Neil looked at Shane, who shot him a look to ask him to hold it in.
“People!” Shane went up with a smile and put Neil behind him. “That’s all for our interview today. It’s the red carpet
here. Let’s not delay the interview coming up…”
“Does this mean that Mr. Harris really has a fiancee since he doesn’t want to answer the question?”
“I said, this is my privacy!” Neil stopped in his tracks, and his gaze turned sharp. “I do not want to say more!”
“Are you feeling guilty about something since you’re not answering?”
Even Shane, who had a mild temper, was provoked now. “What’s up with you? Does Neil have to tell you every
single one of his private affairs?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Mr. Harris’ private affairs are the public affairs of his fans!” That particular reporter was triumphant. “If you don’t
explain it to the fans, I’m afraid this won’t cut it. It’d be a disservice to everyone’s constant support for you!”
“What? Say it again. I didn’t hear you properly!”
Shane was a known name even before he became an agent. He had a bit of say in both the legal world and the
gangs. Otherwise, he would not have been able to keep it smooth sailing for his artists for so many years.
He had always kept a civilized front, but now that someone was targeting Neil, there was no stopping him from
rolling up his sleeves for a fight!
“Neil, step back!” Shane jutted his chin. “Leave this to me!”
“I think it’s better that you step back.”
Before Shane started anything, Neil had two fingers against his chest to nudge him back.
Neil’s presence was commanding as his deep eyes gleamed with a reckless sneer.
“I’m only saying this once. I hope you listen carefully.
“First, my fans are rational and well-mannered. They won’t hunt me down over some private affairs but focus on
my acting and work. They give me sufficient respect and space, and I work hard to repay their support!
“Next, whether I have a fiancee or not, I’m not putting it out there for the public’s gossip or for the conscienceless
media’s views.
He said with emphasis, gaze sharp on the reporter, “Lastly, anyone who dares make things up, I promise that you’ll
receive my lawyer’s letter within three hours after the article’s published. I’ll see you in court!”
…
Cordelia hung out on the balcony on the rooftop with Zuko in the evening.
The sunset glow colored the sky golden pink while the night crept in. The air was summery, light and sweet.
She placed the baby in the stroller before she leaned against the rail to enjoy the momentary peace. The baby
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcried a while later, and she picked it up swiftly to coax it.
The moment Zuko was in his mother’s arms, he stopped crying. He blinked big eyes at his mother as he whined.
Cordelia chuckled dryly and touched his little nose. “You naughty little boy. You aren’t letting me rest at all, are
you?”
“Hah! Hah!”
Helen brought fruit tea up to her and took the baby from her.
“Madam, take a break. I’ll look after him!”
Cordelia smiled and massaged her sore shoulders.
She had gotten decent rest after the labor. There were plenty of service staff, and they hired the best nutritionist
and caretaker in the industry, yet Cordelia still felt tired. It was both physical and mental.
Her postpartum body was no longer like before. In addition to being a first-time mother, worry and anxiousness
came after the initial excitement and joy.
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