My Dreamy Old Husband

The staff member was in a quandary. “I don’t think that wouldn’t be proper. Our seats are all arranged in advance and we are very particular about it.”

Sandra’s expression instantly turned cold. “Those two are yesterday’s news. What right do they have to sit in the first row? Today, Nicholai Gates owns the stage. Don’t you know how things should be arranged? You’re so bad at your job! To be so blind!”

“Go and call your supervisor here. If you don’t change our seats, we’ll refuse to accept the award today!”

The staff was so scared he scurried off to find the director. Sandra and Nicholai were already sitting in the seats of Taylor and Harry shamelessly. Many people in the second and third rows looked at them. Although they were very dissatisfied with this, they couldn’t do anything about it. So, they went to take photos with Nicholai instead.

Artists who were yesterday’s news should be trampled on!

They shouldn’t be sitting in the first row as it would just be embarrassing!

Soon, the on-site director came, fawning over and bowing down to them. He immediately changed Taylor and Harry’s name to Sandra and Nicholas’s, and the two sat down openly.

This time round, since Taylor and Harry were going to attend the award ceremony, the organizers had specially reserved seats for their wives, but now these seats had been replaced with Vincent and Lucile’s name. Sandra would grab any opportunity she could to create a chance for Vincent. Thus, Lucile and Vincent also sat down in the first row and whispered to each other. Lucile would occasionally lower her head and giggle.

Ian sat behind them instead, envious and jealous. Stanley sat next to him, watching sourly while eating melon seeds along with Sean.

The seniors in the first row had not come yet as they might be having a rest in the lounge. In the first row, besides Sandra and her entourage who sat triumphantly there, sat Nicole, who was the only female Oscar winner in Cethos. She was last year’s winner for the Best Female Artist.

Seeing that the seats of Michael and the others were occupied in this way, Nicole raised her head and glanced at the few people who were acting smug, her eyes completely unreadable.

Sandra had seen her early on. Before Nicole spoke, she exaggeratedly covered her mouth and nose. “Oh, my goodness, why is there a stinky smell here? Do you all smell it?”

However, she was obviously looking at Nicole.

Abbie glanced at Nicole, knowing what Sandra wanted to do, and deliberately covered her mouth and nose exaggeratedly as well. “Yeah, it’s such a bad smell! It’s like the stench of a public toilet!”

now an executive at Glory Entertainment, a group of artists quickly started to butter her up. They echoed after her

he slept with plenty of female

If one catches that sort

that people who contract AIDS will retaliate against society. Oh,

spole. She was obviously the

faces of those miscreants but did not speak. She continued to look at her mobile phone, not

wouldn’t let her

air getting dirty just sitting with

do you know who that person is over there?” Sandra said purposefully to Lucile who was next to

in bad

well-known socialite who specializes in sleeping with men for favors! She managed to get the

dawned in understanding and recognized that she was Nicole Walker. Nicole was very famous abroad. Just now, the fake Lucile really didn’t recognize Nicole for

look up nor speak. Instead, she focused on looking at her mobile phone, but even she didn’t know

Prostitute…

why Cooper did not accept her. Even she disliked herself, let

when she first met Cooper. She would definitely boldly say to him, Mr. Cooper, I want to

would still be happy. At least she

because of a role in the near future, nor would she have

the melon seeds and was ready to call Nicole to come sit with him, but to his surprise, an unexpected person walked in from

dressed in a tailored black suit. He was still handsome and looked young even though he was in his forties, and he aged like fine wine. People would let out small exclamations wherever

The Master of the Edwards

the others naturally heard the exclamations. They stood up and looked at the approaching Sam, their eyes

ever, but he abandoned politics and went into business after his defeat in the presidential election. Now, not only was he rich, but