I Married the President

With Sheryl Drake joining the cast, the show "Dazzling Star" was finally able to continue filming.

However, Claire Sinclair didn’t have much else to do on the show. But with the finals just around the corner, she didn’t plan on heading back so soon. She decided to wait until the competition ended, then return with the Great Demon King Quincy.

Three days before the finals, the *Dazzling Star* production team finally announced the names of the last two judges of artistic integrity: "Young Master Quincy and Young Master Kingsley, welcome to *Dazzling Star*."

Upon hearing of their arrival, netizens went wild, their excitement for the unprecedented finale off the charts.

[It’s actually my two male gods!]

[This is insane! They even managed to get these two big shots. Who has that much pull?]

[Hahaha... Do you even have to ask? It’s definitely for Claire Sinclair. One is her ex-boyfriend, the other is her current boyfriend, and they’re arch-rivals. Won’t it be awkward when they meet?]

[The titans are about to clash! Everyone, come and watch!]

...

Of course, Claire Sinclair was also looking forward to the finale. She had even shown up at the airport bright and early, craning her neck as she watched the arrivals gate. She waited for ages, but there was no sign of him.

In reality, they had only been apart for a few days. That guy was just so busy, always flying from place to place with no fixed base, which made it hard for her to even know which direction to miss him in.

Just as her mind began to wander, a group of people in uniform suddenly emerged from the arrivals gate.

Claire Sinclair’s heart leaped with joy. She jogged over and threw herself into the arms of the man leading the group, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. "I’ve been waiting so long my hair’s about to fall out!"

Adrian Quincy lowered his head and kissed her hair, his voice gentle. "Sorry, the flight was delayed."

"I don’t care. You were late, so you have to make it up to me."

"How should I make it up to you?"

Claire Sinclair closed her eyes, showing him exactly what she wanted.

Adrian Quincy took the hint, his gaze softening as he looked at her closed eyelids. He slowly lowered his head and gave her a sweet reunion kiss...

Just as the two were lost in their tender moment, a teasing voice came from behind. "Showing off your affection in public like this? Not cool."

Claire Sinclair froze for a moment, then pushed the man she was holding away and turned to look at the man walking out of the arrivals gate.

Ethan Kingsley glanced at her face, then shifted his gaze to Adrian Quincy. "Star Reporter Sinclair, you really had me fooled last time. You said you two had broken up. You got my hopes up for nothing."

Without batting an eye, Claire Sinclair replied, "We really were broken up at the time. We just got back together later."

"Sigh... And here I thought I had a chance," Ethan Kingsley sighed.

Just then, a head with a hair bun popped out from behind him, and two small hands grabbed the fabric of his shirt at the waist.

"Brother Kingsley, you didn’t wait for me!" the person complained.

It was a girl of about twenty. She was incredibly sweet-looking, but her expression seemed a little odd, and her eyes were unfocused and darting about.

Ethan Kingsley’s expression faltered. He whirled around, pulled the girl out from behind him, and frowned. "Little Idiot, what are you doing here? Who brought you?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, his assistant, Seth Payne, emerged with his head hung low. "Young Master Kingsley, this was my oversight."

Ethan Kingsley was about to say something when he caught sight of a bump on the girl’s forehead, clearly a scrape. A dark shadow instantly fell over his features, and his hawk-like gaze swept over to the girl. "What happened to your head?"

The girl didn’t seem to fear his anger at all. She innocently touched the bump on her forehead, her eyes filled with confusion. "Huh? It kind of hurts..."

Ethan Kingsley shot a fierce glare at Seth Payne. "What happened?"