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Chapter 1470
Chapter 1470:
“I can hardly believe this is real,” Miriam murmured, still in awe.
Annabel raised an eyebrow. “What feels unrealistic to you p>
“I just can’t believe someone as young and beautiful as you is the CEO of a major entertainment company,” Miriam admitted.
Annabel chuckled, mischief flickering in her eyes. “So what I really look like is a CEO’s mistress p>
Miriam blushed and immediately waved her hands, shaking her head. “No, no, no! That’s not what I meant. I’m just amazed by how accomplished you are. When will I ever be like you p>
The elevator chimed as they arrived. When the doors opened, Annabel smiled gently and reassured Miriam, “You’ll get there soon p>
Although Star Entertainment mainly focused on acting, its music division was also sizeable.
Compared to the bustling acting department, the music division felt noticeably calmer. Miriam looked around with curiosity, taking in the recording studios and production rooms, and even spotting a few familiar singers.
She followed Annabel down the corridor until they stopped at a door labeled “Head of Music Division p>
Annabel knocked and stepped inside, with Miriam close behind.
Inside was a massive electronic piano surrounded by various pieces of production equipment. It looked more like a studio than an office.
The decor was unusual. One wall was covered in oddly shaped dolls, and a cardboard box nearby was filled with trophies.
One trophy, in particular, caught Miriam’s eye—an award from a prestigious music ceremony. She couldn’t understand why anyone would casually toss something so significant into a box.
“Wake up. Stop sleeping,” Annabel said slowly, arms folded, addressing someone sprawled across a massage chair.
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Peeking from behind Annabel, Miriam saw a man lying there with a book covering his face. She couldn’t help noticing the title:
“Divination and Gambling p>
A wave of unease crept over her.
The man didn’t respond.
Annabel sighed, then turned to Miriam. “Cover your ears p>
Miriam didn’t understand why, but she obeyed.
Annabel pulled out her phone and opened a music app. A blaring sound burst from the speaker.
Even with her ears covered, Miriam caught the same word repeating over and over in the song Annabel was playing:
“Broke p>
Startled, the man on the massage chair jolted upright, his book slipping to the floor.
Garry’s hair was slightly disheveled as he stared at Annabel, reproach flickering in his eyes.
“Hello?” Annabel tapped the stop button, finally silencing the blaring music.
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