Chapter 694
When she arrived at the photo shoot location, the backdrop was a high–end, pitch–ck canvas – a
design that was both simple and ssy.
A pure ck piano was positioned there, its lid open, the white keys standing out starkly.
Yeah, the scene was just as she’d imagined. But… something about the atmosphere in the studio
wasn’t right.
Inside the CEO’s office at the Harper Group, Nate spoke with a tone that was both nonchnt and
respectful.
“Sir, Ms. Lennon, the sales director of Chopard’s branch, invites you to visit their jewelry exhibition
and the photoshoot of their new jewelry line that’s about to hit the market. She also mentioned that
she’d like to have lunch with you, if possible.”
Damon held an expensive ck pen in his hand, absent–mindedly doodling on a document. His
hand looking even more clean and elegant.
His expression was unresponsive, and without lifting his head, he simply replied, “Decline.”
Nate’s face didn’t register any surprise. Ever since Mr. Harper returned to the country, he had been
keeping a low profile. Still, there was no end to the number of women who were dying to meet him
every day.
The smart ones would propose a business coboration first, then find an opportunity to get closer.
This kind of thing happened so often that Nate was a little fed up, not to mention Mr. Harper.
“Understood. I’ll inform the secretary to decline at once.”
When Nate turned to leave, Damon paused in his doodling.
“Hold on.”
Nate halted and turned around, “Mr. Harper?”
“The ad photo shoot for Chopard’s new line?”
“Yes. Chopard is one of the permanent jewelry brands in the Harper family’s various malls.”
Damon pondered for a moment before replying, “ept it.”
A look of surprise shed in Nate’s eyes.
Back at the photo shoot location…
Chloe nced at her wristwatch, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.
The photoshoot should have started by now. However, everyone in the studio had gloomy
expressions, and they were idly fiddling with the equipment they were in charge of, not saying a
word.
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Today, Chloe was dressed in ck chiffon pants and a white pinstriped blouse. Her long hair was
neatly tied back, swinging behind her head as she walked, looking, fresh and efficient.
“What’s going on?”
Chloe asked, worrying that Jete was too nervous to proceed with the shoot, or that there was
some problem with her makeup or timing.
When everyone saw Chloe, they perked up a bit out of respect for her. Chloe’s public feud with
Keira and Pulse Entertainment was well known in the industry. And Jete, who was previously in
trouble due to some negative news, had aeback and became a sensation overnight.
Not only did Jete rise to fame, but even Chloe was highly sought after. Her ability and
decisiveness were somewhat awe-inspiring to those in the industry. “Ms. Summers, you’re here.”
“Hello, Ms. Summers….”
“Ms. Summers, are you here to see Jete?”
“Ms. Summers…”
Chloe responded to each greeting, then turned to a prop master beside her and asked,
“Why has the shoot been paused? Is it because of Jete?”
The prop master’s face fell.
“No, Jete has been great, very obedient.”
Chloe let out a small sigh of relief. Describing Jete as “obedient” was indeed quite fitting.
“Yeah, Jete’s great. She came early to get her makeup done. She bought breakfast for us,
afraid that she might dy the process. She’s just so easy to get along with.”
“The most popr star doing the most humble things, yet being stood up by a lesser–known artist.
This is a p in the face for Jete.”