Chapter 2299

Ah...

Leighton was so frustrated he wanted to pull his hair out. Why would this crazy woman like him? He glanced at Nicole, who was replying to a message, and quickly turned his head to the side when he saw her about to look up. His overly handsome face was reflected in the car window.

Leighton paused for a moment, suddenly thinking it was quite normal for her to like him. After all, the Hall family genes were indeed excellent.

With this thought, he unconsciously straightened up, raising his chin slightly. From Nicole's angle, his profile was absolutely perfect. After all, he had been in numerous magazines and on many stages; he knew exactly which angles and poses made him look the most handsome.

Nicole finished her message, put her phone aside, and turned to look at Leighton. Seeing him sitting so stiffly, she paused and asked, "Did you stick a ruler in your back? You can't bend at all?”

Estelle chuckled.

Leighton was more than ten years younger than her, and to Estelle, he was just a cocky kid who loved to act cool. This kind of behavior was too common for boys his age, especially for someone as strikingly handsome as Leighton. A bit of narcissism was nothing unusual.

like making the same remark, she never expected anyone to actually say

in the entertainment

you, aren't I?" With one sentence, she pulled Leighton's guilt back up, and

his private doctor. Dr. Sanders was surprised to see Leighton bring Nicole but didn’t ask any questions and efficiently treated

"It's good to be a top

Sanders wasn't provided by the company; his mother had arranged

his family and entered the entertainment industry, he endured a lot of hardships. The company planned for him to debut as part of a boy group from a talent

decent voice, could sing well, and played seven or eight instruments, but he couldn’t dance at

in his family, Leighton's tenacity was unmatched. Once he set his mind on something, he had to excel at it. His father thought entering the entertainment

his bones when it came

he would continue practicing on his own. He had left home for a year, holding in his breath and refusing to return until he had made

his heart and compete with his son, his mother was more tenderhearted. The night before his first stage performance,

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