"Why are you here?" Terence grunted at Jean. His meeting with Samuel earlier had placed him in a foul
mood.
"I'm here for this." Jean got up from her seat and handed him an invitation. "I'm sorry that I've been
bothering you since I got back. I didn't think a gift was enough to repay you. So I'd like to invite you to a
dinner, where I'll be cooking for you. Although it's nothing compared with what you've done for me, I still
hope you can appreciate it."
Terence gently took the invitation from her hand and looked at it. Like her, the handwriting was
elegance, and made him comfortable.
His nose suddenly picked up a faint and fresh flowery scent. He cocked an eyebrow at Jean. "Did you
make this?"
"Yes." Jean nodded with a smile. "I really value this dinner, so I want to make sure that everything goes
well."
"What about your hand?" Terence frowned.
"Don't worry, the pain is subsiding," Jean replied with a chuckle. "Once the stitches are removed, it'll be
good as new."
Her sincerity embarrassed Terence. With a curt nod, he said, "Well, I'll take it."
"Then, I'll be waiting for you." Jean lowered her head and blushed.
When he arrived earlier, she could sense that he wasn't in a good mood, so she asked, "Are you in a
bad mood? What happened?"
Jean decided to bring up the recent scandal involving Julia. "Is it because of my sister?"
Before Terence could say anything, Jean hastily explained, "I've already reprimanded my mother about
this. She regrets bad-mouthing Julia on the Internet. After all, Julia is still part of the entertainment
industry. This scandal has probably damaged her reputation.
She's just too angry. I hope you don't mind."
"So, are all the rumors on the Internet true?" Terence narrowed his eyes and coldly smiled at her. He
didn't understand why Samuel blamed him for mistreating Julia.
Jean hesitated for a while, not knowing what to say.
"There's nobody else here. Just tell me the truth," Terence said impassively.
"In fact, I asked my mom when I got back. Julia had been still nice to her in the past, but she has
changed a lot these two years. Most of what she said was true, while some was also exaggerated out
of anger." Jean sighed and continued, "I can't believe Julia would do this. If I knew about it earlier, I
wouldn't have gone abroad. Then my mother wouldn't have suffered so much injustice."
"It has nothing to do with you." Terence grimaced. "It is Julia's fault."
"It's alright now. I'm back home and I've signed the film and television copyright of a book I wrote. This
will make me a fortune and I'll be able to take good care of my mother in the future," Jean smiled. "Oh,
Terence, I heard from your secretary that you went out to discuss the endorsement. How's it going so
far?"
"Don't mention it." Terence gave her a dark look. "The man I selected is apparently a friend of Julia's.
He refused me. So now, I have to find someone else."
Jean internally rejoiced when she heard this. Heaven seemed to be on her side.
"Well," Jean said, "I didn't expect that Julia is popular among the upper class. I can't believe that there's
a man willing to stand up for her. Do you think he is...?"
Although she didn't finish her sentence, she knew that Terence must have also assumed the same
thing.
"Terence, what kind of spokesman do you need? Tell me. Now that I've stepped into their circle,
perhaps I can help." Jean looked at him with a curious expression.
"You?" Terence hesitated for a while. "I'm looking for someone to endorse the sports drink. I doubt you
can help me."
"Well, you never know." Jean laughed, her voice penetrating the air. "I knew a football star when I was
abroad. I heard that he is coming to H City soon. How about I introduce you to him?"
"Really?" Terence asked, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Of course." Jean grinned at him. "He's a good friend of mine and he has a large fan base. Since the
product that you are marketing is a sports drink, I think it would be better if an athlete endorses it. What
do you think?"
"If he is really willing to endorse it, then I'll have to thank you." When Jean gave him the name of the
athlete, Terence immediately recognized it. Thinking about it, having this person endorse the product
would be very beneficial to the company. He'd be very thankful if they succeeded.
He walked up to his desk and dialed a number. "Carey, a football star is going arrive in H City. Please
check and prepare the contract. Make sure that he agrees to be the new spokesperson for our
product."
"But, didn't you choose Samuel?"
"Just do what I tell you to do. Cut the crap." Without saying another word, Terence hung up.
Julia had been staying in Terence's house for the last two days. After being a coward and refusing to
confront her problems, she finally turned her phone on.
"Thank God, my dear Julia, you finally turned your phone on." As soon as she turned it on, she
received a call from Consuela. "Where are you? Why didn't you turn on your phone?"
"I... I'm staying in a hotel. There are reporters everywhere and I don't want to risk going out."
"The reporters downstairs have already left. Please come back home," Consuela pleaded.
"Okay." After hesitating for a long time, Julia finally agreed. "Okay. I'll go back tomorrow."
"Why tomorrow? What are you waiting for? Come back right now," Consuela demanded in annoyance.
"I've already paid for the room. It would be a waste if I don't stay here for the night." Julia didn't know
why she lied to Consuela.
She had been living with Terence for the past two days. Although they didn't really communicate, Julia
was happy here.
If he hadn't been there for her, she didn't know how she would've gotten through this.
Now that she was going to go home, she wanted to say goodbye to Terence.
It was a pity that he wouldn't be back for dinner tonight.
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