Chapter 157: But I’m Too Lazy

The spacious and bright office was decorated in simple black and white tones, much like its owner.

Behind the desk sat a man dressed in an Armani suit, with the top button of his shirt fastened all the way up to give him a chaste appearance.

In front of him lay a stack of files and contracts. When his secretary came in to retrieve some documents, she couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at her handsome boss who looked like he belonged on Mount Olympus.

“Have you seen enough?” Without lifting his head, the man said with an icy voice made her jump with fright.

Her face turned red as she stammered out an excuse, “Mr. Foley, I’m here to pick up yesterday’s contract.”

“My company doesn’t need any airheads. Go get your salary from accounting later.”

The beautiful secretary was left stunned, feeling deeply aggrieved and wanting to explain herself, but she dared not provoke him further. She could only hold back her tears and exit the office.

Unaware of her surroundings as she walked out of the office door, she bumped into someone walking by.

She instinctively looked up and met a man’s gentle and refined face. The man was dressed in a deep emerald green suit, a color both profound and noble. It complemented his fair complexion, and his smile exuded warmth. His features bore a faint resemblance to Mr. Foley. “I’m sorry,” she apologized reflexively.

“It’s okay,” Vincent replied before gracefully entering Kelvin’s office… Meanwhile at the hospital, Cheyenne had been gaining weight during her week-long stay — all thanks to Benson who rented a temporary apartment nearby so he could bring soup over twice daily without fail! Thankfully, Kate and Reece helped eat some too, or else Cheyenne would have gained even more weight!

about weight gain. His clear voice rang in her ears, “Cheyenne, you’re too thin. It would be much better if you gained

the way, Benson, you’re here at the hospital

world-famous musicians, such as the father of symphony, Hoare, the eccentric composer Vera, and the pioneers of modern pop music, the Guild of Rhythm, which has already etched its

five students from Chulae due to their

dropped to four, meaning that the competition

spots seems related to Miss Weaver of the Weaver

and plays the piano exceptionally well. At just eight years old, she won numerous awards and her fame rivals that

had an unexpected eye injury and withdrew from competition. The

Fiona at Verklee College. Fiona herself was the lead singer of Guild of Rhythm and when she was young, she used to be a musician employed by Mupreyca

with modern electronic music, making it more catchy than ever before, becoming one of

an

sailing journey, Benson’s path in music had been extremely

sold off an ancestral gold bracelet just so she could buy him his piano which made it all the more precious to both

making mistakes. Cheyenne saw Benson make one mistake because he got distracted while practicing once. It was such a small thing but Mrs.

it helped shape who he is today; however, due to this same strictness towards him, it caused Benson not to value familial love as much as others do. And entering Verklee College and studying there had always been his

Please don’t worry about me! Even if I only practice

anxious inside, knowing full well how difficult it was

there were still three months left. She had to cure

I trust you,” she

her sweet and

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