The question took aback Aaron. “Why? Is checking taxes now a lawyer’s responsibility?”

Jacob looked more serious. “It’s everyone’s responsibility!”

Feeling intimidated by the imposing aura of the prominent lawyer, Aaron stood stiffly and didn’t dare say another word.

Abigail couldn’t help but chuckle and gave Aaron a subtle look.

Aaron cleared his throat and said, “Uh… Mr. Welsh, please rest assured. I’ve always been a law-abiding artist.”

“Is that so?” Jacob squinted. “You’re still single, right? Do you have any rumored girlfriends? I hope there won’t be any cheating scandals that implicate Abigail one day?”

“Mr. Welsh, what are you talking about?” Aaron winced, sweat forming on his forehead.

Jacob’s voice turned stern. “I’m saying, watch out!”

He cleared his throat and stood closer to Abigail to physically block her. His expression was wary and hostile.

aftershave from being so close to him. Looking at his pressed suit jacket, she imagined a future where she could

chuckle, her eyes filled with

quite understand what

the word “personal”. “If you dare to do anything

uptake, understood the situation now. He forced a

watched in the direction he left, standing

at him and couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling a

arm, but the man raised his hand

like she had acted out of place, and pretended to tuck her hair behind

“I scared him off with just a few words. I wonder if

wanted to say he looked more

signed with Imperial Media, and Cordelia is known for managing her artists strictly. No one dares to mess around under her watchful

eyes shifted, and he muttered a sour remark, “I hope

“What did you say?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing!”

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