The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

hapter 354 Why Don't You Go Ahead and Eat?

Chapter 354 Why Don't You Go Ahead and Eat?

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"After all, Wallace Corporation has only just come under your leadership. If you drive it into bankruptcy in less than a month, you'll surely be the subject of everyone's ridicule," Emily mocked.

I'll be the subject of everyone's ridicule? I don't need your concern over that. Samantha was fully aware of her actions, and when she set her sights on someone, she was certain they'd come on board. She wasn't concerned about their past reputations, the reasons they'd been blacklisted, or the potential risks her company might face by signing them,

What mattered to her was the group of talented artists who had been shunned by the industry for refusing to play the game of flattery. Their dreams didn't deserve to be shattered because of it.

Since her company was named "Dream Maker," it was her duty to honor that name. While she'd continue to bring in fresh talent, her current priority was rekindling the dreams of these forgotten stars, helping them reclaim their place in the spotlight and make a global impact. Her vision was ambitious, but she was certain she had the strength to see it through.

She shot Emily a cold look before shifting her focus back to her phone call with her assistant. "I'll be tied up with classes for a while, so I won't be able to visit the office. I'm entrusting you with Leon's situation for now. Don't let me down. You have one week to get him signed and secured to us. If, after that, his name isn't added to our artist list, I won't hesitate to replace you with someone more competent."

With that, she hung up the call, leaving Mike on the other end utterly baffled.

Why is the CEO so irritated today? Have I made a mistake recently? He thought he had been handling his responsibilities just fine. What could possibly be the issue?

Emily had more to say, but after noticing Samantha's growing frustration, she immediately swallowed her words. The moment Samantha arrived at the villa, she promptly stepped out. Finley had been waiting outside for a while.

As soon as he spotted Samantha stepping out of the car, he approached her, casually slipping his arm around her waist, and asked, "What took you so long today?"

"The contract signing with an artist hit a few snags, so I had to take care of it. Have you been waiting long?"Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Finley gently tousled her hair, his voice full of affection "You're my wife. I'd wait forever if I had to."

Samantha had been in a foul mood, but his words quickly lifted her spirits. She chuckled. "Such sweet talk -have you been sneaking candy behind my back?"

"You're the only candy I need." She couldn't help but be amused by his chatter. Hand in hand, they walked into the living room together. "You've been waiting for a while. Feeling hungry?" she asked.

"Yeah, starving," he admitted.

"Why didn't you go ahead and eat?" With a soft sigh, she gently removed the mask from his face, her concern evident. "We agreed you don't have to wear this around me, remember?"

"You just got home, though," he replied softly. She explained, "Honestly, you shouldn't need to wear it around anyone here. This is your home. If the servants are uncomfortable around you, then it only shows they're not worthy of their generous pay. After all... 1/1