Cedric couldn''t shake the strange feeling lingering in his mind. Something about Kieran''s visit seemed off, though there were no outright irregrities.
"Mr. Morgan, should we check on anything else?" Cole asked. He had already said all that needed to be said, and there was no further reason for him to linger.
L had talent, but even the most capable people needed opportunities to showcase their skills. Providing her with those chances would allow others to see her true potential.
Kieran stood up, his movements deliberate and elegant, radiating an air of refined dignity.
"Let''s go," he said, his voice as cool and detached as his demeanor.
After escorting Kieran and Cole out of the Magi Pictures building, Cedric couldn''t hold back his question any longer. "Don''t you think Mr. Morgan''s visit seemed like it was specifically to promote L Hart?"
"That can''t be," Liam replied with confusion. "He didn''t even know we were discussing her beforehand.
Cedric nodded reluctantly, though his suspicion persisted. He couldn''t piece it together, yet the nagging feeling remained.
Meanwhile, outside, Cole finally spoke up as he followed his boss. "Mr. Morgan, weren''t we here to check on Ms. Hart''s work progress? Aren''t you going to meet her?"
"Back to Evergreen Heights. She''s already gone home for the day."
Cole raised an eyebrow. "Off work early today, huh?"
Kieran said nothing from the back seat.
He knew that even without his involvement, L would excel. Yet, he couldn''t help himself—he wanted to make her path smoother and help her avoid unnecessary detours.
Kieran''s gaze turned deep, like an endless night sky. He remained silent throughout the drive, which wasn''t unusual for Cole. If his boss ever became chatty, that would be truly rming.
When they arrived at Evergreen Heights, Kieran stepped out of the car, pausing briefly before striding forward.
As he pushed open the door, a cheerful voice rang out from the living room. "Uncle Kieran, you''re back!"
The frost in Kieran''s expression melted instantly, reced by the warmth of spring.
L turned on the couch, leaning over the backrest to watch him change his shoes. His movements, as always, were slow andposed, exuding an understated elegance.
He stepped into the light with an air of divinity, and only when he nced down with a faint smile did he seem grounded in the mortal world.
"Uncle Kieran, guess what? Mr. Jordan actually asked if I''d be willing to take Michael abroad for a screen test," she said, her bright eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Oh? You''re not interested?"
Kieran walked over, his tall frame casting a shadow that enveloped her. The light behind him seemed to dim, wrapping her in an intimate cocoon of shade.
Meeting her clear and carefree gaze, Kieran felt an uncontroble need to avert his eyes. The emotions he harbored-dark and unspoken-were a forbidden abyss to someone as radiant as her.
"Of course, I''m interested," L replied with a grin, unaware of his briefpse. "I''m not busy right now, and this is such a great opportunity-why would I say no?"
"This trip will likely be filled with international stars. If I can make a few connections, it''d open doors for Jamie and Teddy tond some global coborations. That would be a huge win.
"Their growth should be confined to the domestic market. Breaking into the international scene is the ultimate goal.
"Besides, the film''s director is Rowan. He''s..."
L trailed off suddenly, her brow furrowing.
Didn''t Dorian mention receiving an invitation for a major international project?
Could Rowan be the director he was referring to?
Kieran noticed her hesitation and reached out, pressing the back of his hand against her forehead. "What''s wrong?" he asked softly.