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!”

Entertainment, a group of artists quickly started to butter her up. They echoed after her

of female stars

one catches that sort of disease, their lives would be

will

spole. She was obviously the

not speak. She continued to look at her mobile phone, not wanting

Sandra wouldn’t let

dirty just sitting with

you know who that person is over there?” Sandra said

bad

managed to get the female lead role in many blockbuster films.

understanding and recognized that she was Nicole Walker. Nicole was very famous abroad. Just now, the fake

at her mobile phone, but even

Prostitute…

Cooper did not accept her. Even she disliked

to the day when she first met Cooper. She would definitely boldly say

she would still be happy. At least she would have talked

would not have agreed to attend the agency’s request for dinner because of

was ready to call Nicole to come sit with him, but to his surprise, an unexpected person

even though he was in his forties, and he aged like

Master of the Edwards Family

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

politics and went into business after his defeat in the presidential