Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 351 - 350: It’s Actually Him!!

Everyone became serious and stopped whispering.

The directors of the two dramas must have brought someone important.

Everyone looked towards the door, including Tiana Thorne, who glanced over with interest.

When the door opened, Eugene Dawson and Jude Donovan walked in. When she saw the third man come in, she was a bit surprised. His handsome face made her heart warm slightly, and then she smiled.

Her second brother had arrived.

Upon seeing that face, Melissa Rooney felt a surge of delight inside, raised her chin slightly, feeling proud.

Unexpectedly, by some twist of fate, this man turned out to be the waiter serving their booth.

Indeed, evil brings about its own punishment.

Hmph!

Let this poor pretty boy open his eyes wide and take a good look; she, Melissa Rooney, is someone from high society and will not be looked down upon by him.

Thinking of this, she felt even more refreshed.

It was as if all her previous displeasures had vanished.

Tiana Thorne noticed Melissa’s expression and found it quite amusing, thinking she probably felt secretly smug at the moment. She wondered if Melissa could maintain that attitude for long.

She wouldn’t believe for a second that her second brother was here to experience life as a waiter for fun.

He must be the important person hosting them tonight!!

Thinking of this, Tiana Thorne smiled and looked at her second brother, noticing the playful glint in his eyes, his deep gaze, pure and black, was unnerving, especially with his noble aura, a walking embodiment of magnetism.

Just one word: Handsome!

Her second brother was indeed her second brother; even his looks were something she truly liked.

The two directors walked him around the table and finally led him to the head seat.

Eugene Dawson stopped and made a polite gesture, respectfully saying to him, "Mr. Two, please take the head seat."

Julian Ford did not refuse and sat at the head seat.

He still had a smile on his lips, his charm instantly subduing everyone.

Melissa Rooney widened her eyes: "...!???"

How could this be?

There must be a mistake!

Director Eugene Dawson must have mistaken someone else for him.

However, Jude Donovan stood up and said, "Let me introduce to everyone, the gentleman next to me is the most famous critic in the entertainment industry: Mr. Two. His surname is Ford, and the fact that he is hosting us tonight is a rare fortune for all present."

Melissa Rooney: "...!!!"

Her previously proud expression crumbled instantly as she looked at Julian Ford in disbelief.

Her cheeks turned multiple shades, ultimately leaving only paleness, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

This young man, how could he possibly be Mr. Two?

How could it end up like this?

It was as if an invisible hand had slapped her hard, leaving her dizzy and disoriented, burning her eyes with the memory of what happened in the restroom.

Remembering her words to him in the corridor outside the restroom felt as if they had bounced back, scolding herself instead.

The person she had pointed fingers at turned out to be such a low-key figure of importance.

No wonder he hadn’t been angry at all in the corridor, as if it didn’t matter to him.

Because, in his eyes, she was merely a colossal joke to be laughed at.

Suddenly, she remembered how Tiana Thorne had spoken up for him in the corridor, and reflexively glanced at her, only to find that Tiana was also looking her way.

As their eyes met, she saw the clear amusement in Tiana’s eyes, as if laughing at how foolish she had been.

Anger surged within her, wishing she could throw acid in Tiana’s face.

Mabel Hughes still felt her heart racing, her head slightly lowered, lost in thought, her hands intertwining, as if regretting not being the first to speak up for the important figure.

Tiana Thorne watched Melissa’s multicolored face, finding it more entertaining than a movie, her mood lifted instantly.

Everyone present appeared entirely surprised.

Indeed.

Who would have thought that a myth-like figure in the entertainment industry could be someone under thirty years old?

Moreover, he was several times more handsome than the hottest male celebrities.

Julian Ford sorted out his waiter attire, exuding an aura of slight pressure, his voice hoarse: "I had a collision with a waiter, so my original suit got dirty. I’m someone who values punctuality, so I found a set of waiter clothes. If my presentation was somehow impolite, I hope you can forgive me."

This was an unusual circumstance, which is why it wasn’t as formal.

Mabel Hughes looked at him, her gaze gentle. Mr. Ford carried himself well-prepared and seemed to consider the dinner very important, unwilling to change and return at the cost of others’ time.

After Julian Ford took his seat, his phoenix eyes glanced over everyone’s faces, pausing for a few seconds when they landed on Melissa, his gaze unfathomable, leaving everyone unsure of his thoughts.

However, Jude Donovan noticed this glance.

Mr. Ford never lingered his gaze on women unless that woman made a deep impression on him.

Perhaps, she was someone with potential.

But only Melissa knew what that gaze meant.

Feeling nervous, her hands trembled beneath the table, her whole demeanor akin to a startled bird, wanting to find a hole to hide in, fearing that Julian Ford might ask her to leave if she stayed.

Still, she didn’t want to sit here anymore, doesn’t want to leave without permission, and found herself out of place, as if sitting on pins and needles, an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Mabel noticed her discomfort, held her hand gently, and said softly, "Mr. Ford won’t mind these little things; just stay put and don’t make any more mistakes."

Melissa felt a sense of support, her expression gradually calming, but she still felt very embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, she softly asked, "Mabel, can I pretend to faint and you let your assistant send me home later?"

She really couldn’t bear to lose face here any longer.

Remembering her arrogance in the corridor, boldly proclaiming she had to meet an important person who would change her life.

Never in a million years would she have guessed he was that important person.

Those words made her cheeks heat up, feeling as if she was slapping her own face, an experience even worse than eating dirt.

Tiana’s hearing was always exceptional; others might not hear, but she caught every word.

She then heard Mabel softly ask, "Are you really planning to leave? You barely got this opportunity."

Melissa was about to cry, "Please, Mabel, help me."

Mabel sighed, "Fine, consider it a lesson, don’t be so impulsive in the future."

"Okay."

Tiana Thorne smiled slyly. Melissa made her annoyed, yet she still wanted to escape? Does she think Tiana, a cunning little fox, has no temper?