Chapter 504: China-U.S. Exchange Conference
All of a sudden, public opinion made a dramatic shift, and Cecilia couldn’t help but chuckle as she watched Director Chapman speak righteously on the screen.
"Adrian, do you think because of what Director Chapman said, those media reporters might imagine I’m too ugly to attend the press conference?"
Adrian Law gazed at his young wife’s smiling face and felt an inexplicable stir in his heart. He reached out with his slender fingers and gently brushed against Cecilia’s eyebrow.
"It doesn’t matter. Even if they turn you into a monster in the media, it won’t change anything."
"..."
Cecilia suddenly found herself speechless.
"Hey, how could you say that? If they really write that I look like Dora, wouldn’t you speak up for me?"
Adrian grinned mischievously.
"My darling, you’re meant only for my eyes to behold."
Cecilia looked up, her eyes meeting the deep possessiveness in Adrian’s gaze. She suddenly realized he was serious about his words, not just casually dismissing her.
She shivered suddenly, feeling both amused and unnerved.
"...I suddenly feel your jealousy is sky-high?"
But Cecilia also knew that Adrian simply wanted to admire her beauty alone, without actually restricting her from achieving great things in her career or expanding her network.
After all, in Veridia, the age-old bias against women prevails; many men look down on their wives and don’t wish for them to surpass them in their careers, as it wounds their masculine pride.
But Adrian is definitely not like that.
...
"Am I jealous? Cecilia, but you’re the one who said you didn’t want to expose the pen name Seven Leaves, and now you’re blaming me?"
Adrian chuckled lightly and casually extended his long arm to pull the petite and beautiful girl into his embrace.
"In a couple of days, Felix is holding an auction event, quite grand. Do you want to go with me?"
"Auction event?"
Cecilia was taken aback, immediately picturing scenes filled with glamorous attire and the smell of money like in novels or TV shows.
"Since when does Felix organize such things? I remember the Lockwood Family industry he manages doesn’t include this, right?"
"You forgot about the celebration Felix organized at Blue Abyss Rose last time? Now Old Mr. Lockwood values him highly and isn’t as favorable to the illegitimate child from the outside world. Hence, he’s given Felix the responsibility of handling the auction event, as a way to test if Felix has the capability to be the family head."
"So, you’re just supporting him by attending? Will Doctor Prescott be there?"
At the mention of Zion’s name, Adrian’s expression tensed, his lips pursed as his former smile faded slightly.
"You mean Zion... He initially agreed, but he’s been feeling down lately, probably seeking solace in alcohol."
"No way? Someone as carefree as Doctor Prescott also has troubles? I don’t believe it..."
Cecilia shrugged, looking at Adrian with skepticism: "Are you pulling my leg? As far as I know, the Prescott Family doesn’t have illegitimate children or brothers to cause Zion headaches, and his medical skills are extraordinary. Oh, could it be Old Mr. Prescott is pressuring him to marry?"
Considering doctor Prescott is such an outstanding young man, if Zion hadn’t dismissed her matchmaking interest once, Cecilia really would want to match her schoolmate Bella with doctor Prescott.
After all, in Cecilia’s eyes, Zion is reliable and excellent, and his looks certainly satisfy Bella’s infatuation.
...
"In life, things rarely go smoothly; Zion has something weighing on his heart, what’s so unusual about that?"
Adrian’s smile was faint as he looked thoughtfully at the television broadcast.
Seeing Jude Grant and Claire Sinclair holding hands affectionately, their appearance being a perfect match, yet in Adrian’s eyes, it was somehow irritating.
If not for Claire Sinclair, Zion, such a prominent figure, wouldn’t be so upset.
In matters of the heart, one cannot force things.
The greatest regret is Zion Prescott being unable to extricate himself from a seven-year-long romance.
...
Observing Adrian’s gaze fixed on Jude and Claire, Cecilia didn’t quite grasp Zion’s unspoken and unclear relationship with Claire, but she did faintly guess something from Adrian’s eyes watching the two holding hands tightly on TV.
"Adrian, why are you watching Claire and them? Is Doctor Prescott concerned about his little nephew’s marriage?"
"Although Jude Grant and Claire Sinclair are currently just a regular boyfriend-girlfriend pair, talking about marriage is still early. Besides, he’s not Jude’s direct relative, why worry about his nephew’s marriage?"
Cecilia thoughtfully brushed over her lips, her eyes shining cunningly.
"Could it be, Doctor Prescott once had heartbreak, and that person was a celebrity in the entertainment industry?"
Cecilia just felt Zion Prescott’s attitude towards Claire was excessive, but she also understood that these elite families often took a dim view of entertainment industry stars; while viewpoints might have shifted somewhat in this generation, the previous generation was notoriously harsh towards celebrities, often referring to them as unfeeling performers.
"..."
Adrian looked at Cecilia’s curiosity-filled eyes and ultimately deflected her interest.
"That’s not... at least it wasn’t back then."
When Zion first met Claire Sinclair, she was just a poor student, completely removed from the entertainment industry.
Times have changed since then.
...
Since Adrian continuously avoided discussing Zion’s inner struggles, although Cecilia felt deeply intrigued, she didn’t press Adrian further.
After all, everyone has scars they’d rather not reveal, and Cecilia isn’t someone who’d ruin the mood.
Thinking about attending the auction event, Cecilia’s thoughts began to stir.
Who knows if there’ll be any treasures there; she’s never attended such an event before, she’s excited and eager.
Before sleeping, Cecilia logged onto Weibo and immediately saw Fiona Vaughn seeking forgiveness under her Seven Leaves account.
——Sorry, scriptwriter sister, my agent kept saying you were a guy, so I misunderstood. I hope you can forgive me.
...
Reading this cute apology text, Cecilia’s lips curled into a cold smile.
If Director Chapman hadn’t pressured with the threat of a lawsuit, Fiona wouldn’t have softened; even if she did, she’d pass the blame to someone else.
At this moment, Fiona’s mood was foul, her eyebrows sharply raised as she furiously flung a teacup in front of her agent.
"Idiot, you can’t do anything right, why do I even pay you? Are you a fool, unable even to find out if they’re male or female?"
The agent wiped sweat nervously.
"Fiona... Looks like Director Chapman’s film is out of reach, but there’s an invitation for the Lockwood Group’s U.S.-China auction event this weekend, do you want to go?"