NovelOnlineAt this critical moment, Carl proved reliable. He offered an awkward smile and said, “Mr. Benton, | just recalled
that someone mentioned an issue with the auction equipment. Neither Mr. Bryant nor Miss Torres are available,
and only you hold the highest authority. Would you mind accompanying me?”
Cayson furrowed his brow, asking, “Can’t you handle it yourself?”
Upon hearing of potential equipment problems, Loraine grew concerned.
“Cayson, why don’t you accompany him? The bidding is at stake, and this isn’t a minor issue.”
Though reluctant, Cayson agreed upon hearing Loraine’s plea.
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“Alright.”
But before leaving, Cayson shot Marco a warning glare.
Marco paid no attention to him but instead positioned himself beside
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Loraine. The makeup artist, not wishing to upset Marco, quickly finished her work and exited.
Soon, only Marco and Loraine remained in the backstage lounge.
Eager to break the silence, Marco sought a conversation topic with
Loraine. “Loraine, umm...”
She tilted her head, casting a glance at him.
“Did you have breakfast today?” he asked.
Loraine’s fists tightened as she scoffed.
She had no interest in speaking with him!
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Ignoring Marco entirely, she focused on preparing for her upcoming speech.
He attempted to speak again, but received no response. He sighed inwardly.
However, he couldn't pass up this opportunity to be alone with Loraine.
The tall, dashing man took a deep breath, touched Loraine’s arm, and whispered, “You can’t do this.”
“What can’t | do?” she asked impatiently.
He hesitated before replying, “We have to go on stage together. We need to interact.”
Loraine had no patience Left. She gestured towards the door, coldly stating, “If you're not ready, I'll go on stage
alone. If you've got nothing else to do, you can go out and see if the equipment issue is resolved.”
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