Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 169: Gentlemanly Scoundrel
After the four mentors took their seats, the invited guests arrived. They were all prominent singers and dancers in the industry.
Among them was Martin Wright, who specifically took leave from his crew to attend the group formation night, wanting to witness Mia Sutton’s debut. Following him was a female group, which had trained abroad for two years. The leader was Chloe Young.
Backstage, Jensen Sterling frowned deeply when he heard Martin Wright’s name.
However, his eyebrows gradually relaxed when he heard the name of the group’s leader. He lowered his head to straighten his sleeves. Chloe Young, Young Family...
Martin Wright did not expect that the one appearing after him would be... Chloe Young. He gazed at the woman on stage, his eyes lingering, unable to snap out of it. She, returned?
Indeed, this was Martin Wright’s long-lost love.
Jensen Sterling glanced at the woman on the director’s monitor and quickly looked away.
She did bear some resemblance to Mia Sutton, but Mia Sutton’s features were clearly more refined. If the two were placed together, one would feel that one is the real deal, while the other... seemed lacking.
...
The livestream continued, and the live audience wasn’t overly excited by the earlier performances. They knew the finale was yet to come; everything before was just an appetizer.
Sure enough, once all the guests were seated, the host smiled, even setting down the cue cards. Scanning the audience with the microphone in hand, he loudly asked, "Does everyone know who the final guest is?"
"Yes!" all the audience members answered in unison, their voices echoing through the venue.
But the barrage of comments in the livestream chat was even more overwhelming and dazzling.
[Ahhhhh, hubby’s finally coming out, get ready, let’s show our support!]
[We’ve been good supporting the girls, praise us already.]
[Hope this time Jensen Sterling doesn’t just cruise by and actually says more than a few words instead of brushing us off with one or two words.]
[If he brushes us off again, we’ll climb the wall (retracted immediately, can’t climb the wall)]
[Hahaha, the sister in front, you’re going to make me laugh to death.]
The scene was as lively as the chat, and the host continued, "Alright, seems like everyone knows, so let’s welcome Jensen Sterling, the movie king, onto the stage!"
With those words, the man’s figure gradually emerged from the darkness. Since it was a talent show, his outfit wasn’t overly formal.
He wore a white shirt with handmade embroidery that combined classical charm with a modern vibe. Paired with suit pants, the shirt tucked in accentuated his waistline.
A pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on his high bridge nose, with a gold pendant hanging on the side, adding a scholarly feel, but differing from the usual, looking more like... a refined rascal!
From the moment he stepped out, the camera crazily panned around him, projecting onto the LED big screen, capturing every angle flawlessly.
The man slowly lifted his gaze, his long, slender fingers, distinct in their joints, cool white in color, slightly bent as he adjusted his glasses.
The audience and the livestream chat went wild!
"Ahhhhh, this face is killing me!"
"I’m dying and coming back to life just from looking at this face."
[Wow, how can I be so drawn to this refined rascal vibe, it’s killing me.]
[Even if he’s a villain, I can’t hate him, it’s simply amazing.]
[Gold-rimmed necklace and glasses are eternal, genius!]
[This stylist, I love you so much, you’ve let me witness yet another heavenly look.]
