The atmosphere inside the spacious SUV was quite awkward.
Because the show was sponsored by Constantine Stewart, the funds were ample, and Delphine Studio also contributed a considerable amount. The once financially strained production team was now flush with cash, so the SUV was the most luxurious seven-seater available.
Constantine Stewart occupied the front row alone, resting his eyes. His handsome and jade-like face lacked its usual gentle elegance, and his features were clouded with a deep gloom.
Before seeing her, Mr. Stewart had been harboring a faint longing. But upon seeing that she treated him as if he were invisible, a swelling rage rose up within him. He had supported her for six years, shared a bed for three, and yet she seemed utterly indifferent to him bringing Luo Aileen to the recording.
What an ungrateful wolf. She always wanted to escape his control, and now that she finally succeeded, she must be quite pleased, right?
