“Mr.


    Simmons, Mr.


    Simmons!” Quintin called out but couldn’t stop Cyrus from leaving.


    He sank into his chair, overwhelmed by regret.


    He didn’t want to be at odds with the entire Simmons family.


    His original n was to marry Noelle to establish a connection with the Shaw family, but he didn’t mean to offend Cyrus in the process.


    No one desired to be an adversary of the Simmons family.


    How could he sort all this out, unscathed?


    Quintin sighed, brought out his phone, and dialed the number of the manager of the public rtions department at Hudson Group.


    “Find out who else holds significant influence in the entertainment industry apart from Cyrus.


    ”


    About two minutester, he got a message with only one name, “Lucinda Simmons.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    ”


    Angle Intl had be one of the most sessful entertainmentpanies, boasting A-listers like Noelle, Dwayne, and Baron.


    Angle Intl was also behind the most popr talent shows currently.


    Aside from Cyrus, Lucinda held the most sway in the entertainment world.


    Quintin felt like he had hit a brick wall.


    The Simmons family was in control of the entire entertainment industry.


    Judging by Cyrus’ stance, he suspected he’d receive a simr response if he sought help from Lucinda.


    Quintin slumped over the table, a sense of sadness and helplessness washing over him.


    The tea party ended, and thedies enjoyed themselves.


    They bid farewell to Lucinda and headed home.


    Sally and Uma were having a chat as they left together.


    Lucinda stood by the restaurant’s railing.


    The wind tousled her hair and gave her a distinct charm.


    With grace, she smoothed her hair and delicately touched her earlobe with her fingertips before quickly sending a message to Sonny.


    “It’s done.


    Stick to the n.


    ”


    At the National Security Bureau, the workday hade to an end.


    After arranging his military uniform, Mekhi casually walked out of his office with his hands tucked in his pockets.


    As he strolled through the corridor, he noticed Nathan, also in his military uniform, leaning against the second-floor railing and gazing down at the first-floor hall.


    Nathan was usually seen in a suit when visiting the National Security Bureau, so Mekhi was taken aback to see him dress formally.