Next One Is a Babe

The girl hummed in response and sat still by the side. On the other hand, her assistant sorted out the makeup kit and other such things before staking out a seat as well.

From the looks of it, the assistant and the girl weren't on close terms at all. They hardly spoke a word to each other, which could mean that their relationship was strictly business.

Cindy went on to scroll through her phone, and the girl fished hers out as well. No conversation was made, and the lounge was silent for a while.

Valerie's company had not tried to nip the rumors in the bud, and the public took their lack of both confirmation and denial as proof of their stance on the matter. Most companies would come up with a statement as soon as rumors started circulating, but silence, more often than not, conveyed their admission.

Cindy was rather happy about this, and she pulled up the guy's information to read through it in earnest once again.

The guy was practically an unknown character, and to some extent, he might be even considered bottom-tier in the industry. That said, the content he had posted on his social media account thus far belied his cheerful disposition, and he didn't seem to have a bad reputation.

The media had dug up some stuff about him, and there was nothing significant other than the fact that he was a minor celebrity.

All in all, to have a career in the entertainment industry that was not littered with bad press and scandals was good enough.

Besides, Valerie probably had her reasons that explained her feelings for this guy.

Presently, Cindy browsed through all the latest trending news and finally kept her phone.

Ian had not yet returned from his talk with Hannah, although Cindy wasn't sure what that was about.

It was only after leaving the company and building a new life of her own that Cindy suddenly realized the appeal of a normal day job.

If she had to compare, she would much prefer a nine-to-five job. She could get off work as soon as she was done with her tasks, and she had the rest of the day to herself to do whatever she liked. More importantly, she didn't have to worry about being recognized when she got off work, and her every move would not be scrutinized so heavily that it might make or break her future promotions and career.

Cindy stayed in the lounge for a while, but the silence eventually got on her nerves and made her restless. As such, she stood up and walked out.

There weren't a lot of people out in the hallway as she slowly made her way down it. There was a board where the company had pinned up several pictures of the artists they represented, and it was sort of their way of promoting the top-tier artists, Ian being one of them. Cindy walked up to the board and stood next to it as she scanned the pictures.

She remembered that Ian's picture was not the one on the board right now, and she wondered when the company had decided to change it.

In actuality, Ian didn't have many promotional pictures. He didn't like having his pictures taken, and most times on the job, he was only obliging for the sake of his work. If one had to be brutally honest, he wasn't particularly responsible either, and if this were a normal nine-to-five job, he would be the laziest employee of the bunch.

At the thought of this, Cindy laughed. She supposed it was a good thing that Ian had celebrity status which allowed him to do as he pleased.