Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend-Chapter 276: The Most Popular Gigolo

The nurse glanced at Horton, who stood there with a blank, dead face, whispering, "Mr. Hutt, is there anything wrong with the test report?"

She noticed that Horton stared at the report with a straight face. Horton gave her these two samples a few days ago, so she delivered the report as soon as the test result came out.

But Horton seemed to be unhappy about it.

"It’s good. Did anyone else see this?"

The nurse shook her head. "You’re the first person to see the report after the result came out."

Horton nodded, fell silent, and walked away.

Horton was cold and aloof. When he left, the nurse affectionately looked at his back.

"He is damn awesome even when he walked away!"

Horton was really a lady killer from the hospital. His every move was charming, making every girl crazy.

Horton was a Prince Charming for every girl in the hospital. It was too bad that he hadn’t fallen for anyone for so many years.

As time passed, there were rumors around the hospital that Horton might be gay.

Horton, as a golden bachelor, had become all women’s public property in the hospital!

In one of the Anderson Group’s entertainment companies.

The agent rushed over with a surprised look, and he angrily snatched the game console from the man in the room.

"Where’s your ambition? Can you find any artist in the company like you? The only thing you know is playing games. Do you still want to stay in this circle?"

Stanley looked up. He looked attractive but in a discouraging way.

He sneered and took back the game console.

"What’s the difference? Hasn’t this circle abandoned me?"

Stanley had worked for the Anderson Group after it acquired his company. He hadn’t received any jobs since then.

The company transferred his previous jobs as an advertising endorser to other artists.

It slowly abandoned him, and Stanley hadn’t updated a post on the Internet for a long time.

He was a has-been celebrity over the first half of this year. Stanley couldn’t make any difference if the Anderson Group wanted to abandon him.

His agent was distressed about this. Stanley was famous previously, and he guessed the Anderson Group would invest a lot in him, but he was wrong.

He had still not figured out what the company wanted.

He suspected Stanley offended someone, and it didn’t seem to be correct. The Anderson Group just held Stanley’s jobs but didn’t put him in a difficult position.

"Did you forgot what I told you before? ’No rules’ is the law in this circle. Your chance has come."

The entertainment industry was magical. Some became famous overnight, and some were ruined. But that didn’t mean that you would be the queen or loser forever. Chances were everywhere in this circle. You would never know when you would become a top star.

"What kind of job is it?"

Stanley looked refreshing. No artist didn’t want to be famous. Otherwise, he would have quit the job in the last few months.

"It’s a great opportunity. Mr. Anderson came to visit our company. It sounds too good to be true, right? You can only meet him at the annual meeting. Well, the other artists have gone up to the top floor. But surprisingly, Mr. Anderson wants you."

Mr. Anderson was the Anderson Group’s legend.

He had rarely shown up in the branch. Even at the annual meeting, not all had the chance to meet him.

Bruce remembered less than five artists in the huge Anderson Group, and surprisingly, Stanley was one of them.

The agent was thrilled, but Stanley turned pale. His hands trembled, and the game console dropped to the ground.

The manager didn’t know everything, but Stanley’s mind was clear. He knew why Bruce wanted to meet him.

Stanley gasped in astonishment. He was afraid that his job was destined to be screwed this time.

...

Halle returned home with Emily. Hilla saw her and asked anxiously, "Halle, why didn’t you tell me about the studio?"

Hilla forgot that she had a C-section cut on her body, took a deep breath, and changed her face because of pain.

"Look at you, why don’t you take a rest? I’ll deal with the studio."

Halle put down Emily, laid Hilla on the bed, and helped her cover the quilt.

If Bruce hadn’t returned, Hilla would have still been in low spirits and ate less. At this moment, she had time to think about the studio.

"Halle, the government wants to develop the whole city, so the countryside land is under schedule. I’m afraid that the studio has to relocate."

The growth of the socio-economy improved the modernization of the countryside. The government spent a lot on this plan, acquiring many farmers’ lands and even the whole village this time. The studio environment was pleasant, but it has to move."

The studio was part of the plan, so the villager had informed Halle to move as soon as possible.

In the past few months, Bruce had been missing, and Hilla gave birth. Halle was too busy to care about the studio.

Halle temporarily passed the studio to her assistant, Stella, but she had to sign the Indemnity Agreement in person.

Stella couldn’t find Halle, so she had to call Hilla.

"I’ve told you to rest, and you shouldn’t bother to think about the studio."

Halle had been in the studio for a long time and spent much time in the studio garden. She didn’t want to move, but she didn’t have a choice.

Hilla glanced at Halle, "Why don’t we move the studio to River City?"

She noticed that Halle disliked her idea. "Hilla, the Hutt family won’t track you down to cause any problems after so many years. Did Titus make it clear?"

"I heard that the Hutt family was arranging a blind date for Horton recently. Emily is growing up, and she needs better education. And I want you to stay with me."

Hilla held Halle’s hand and pleaded.

As Halle recalled that Emily called Horton as ’father’ in the hospital this morning, she was panic.

"I will think about it. You leave it to me and take good rest. If you got any disease during this period, that would be rough for you."

Halle obviously got away from the topic. Hilla couldn’t do anything to her because she knew that no one would change her sister’s mind.

She also knew why Halle wasn’t willing to move to River City. The secret would be out sooner or later. How can the Hutt family let go of Emily?

...

In the Anderson Group’s entertainment company.

The sudden arrival of Mr. Anderson caused the company’s director to panic.

Bruce had been missing for a few months and suddenly came to this small branch. The seniors wondered if they did something improper to piss him off. Perhaps some of them would be held accountable.

When everyone had butterflies in the stomach the whole time, Mr. Anderson spat a name out in the end. "Stanley."

The director was finally relieved, and he immediately said, "Stanley’s here. He doesn’t have a job today, and I will bring him here."

Since the Anderson Group purchased the company, no one knew why the company would put Stanley in an indifferent post.

Stanley tended to be the most potential artist in the company. But at this moment, he left unused.

The director didn’t ask and mention anything about it. He could only put Stanley aside.

Stanley’s contract was still working. He would need to pay the penalty if he wanted to cancel the contract.

What’s worse, almost all the famous entertainment companies in River City belonged to the Anderson Group. Stanley couldn’t hop to another company even if he terminated the contract.

No one wanted to offend the Anderson Group. Otherwise, they wouldn’t end up well. Bruce calmly sat there like a statue, glancing around the room

Soon, Stanley entered the office. James glanced at the director and said, "Mr. Anderson come for a visit. You can leave now."

The director was sophisticated, naturally understanding what James meant. "I need to attend another meeting. So, if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to arrange the work."

It was apparent that Bruce did not want him to stay. Although he was curious about the relationship between Stanley and Bruce, it would be better not to gossip about the president.

Bruce had been missing for a few months, and gossips swept all over the city. He came to find a male artist in the company once he returned. The director was wise, so he knew the president came to see trouble with Stanley.

"Did Stanley dare to offend the president? Well, what I can do is to pray hard for you," the director thought.

Stanley looked at Bruce in the office, acting calmly, and asked, "Mr. Anderson, what can I do for you?"

Bruce was playing with a pen in his hand.

The pen flipped through his fingers. He didn’t say anything, as if no one was around.

"Mr. Trist. Didn’t you know what you have done?"

James said coldly from the side. It seemed that he had the same quality as Bruce after following his owner for a long time.

Stanley balled a fist so hard that the fingertip turned pale. The room was silent for a moment.

How could Stanley not know what he had done?

According to rumors, Bruce would have died in the South Country a few months ago.

Stanley didn’t expect that he would be back.

He gambled his luck on this, but at this moment, James cut off his retreat.

Stanley gasped in astonishment, and in the next second, he kneeled on the ground.

"I’m sorry. Mr. Anderson. Please give me a chance!"

He thought that Bruce would not come back, and no one would protect Hilla again.

The Anderson Group didn’t give him jobs for the last few months, and the efforts on building his career image were in vain. He felt unwilling about that.

Stanley wouldn’t mess around when Bruce was here. During those days, he thought he could vent his anger out on his family when he disappeared.

"I just revealed the birth date of the kids. I promise."

"I didn’t go further. It’s those netizens who made a wild guess."

"They were, of course, your kids. The rumors online are all groundless..."

"Mr. Trist. If it weren’t for your kindness, the netizens wouldn’t pay so much attention to my sons."

Bruce’s deep voice filled the office room. He looked up to Stanley with his dark eyes and said, "Perhaps I should thank Mr. Trist. You took special care of my sons and my wife during the time I was absent."

The sarcasm startled Stanley into a cold sweat. His charming face was deadly pale.

Even at this moment, people were guessing the real identities of Bruce’s kids.

Scandals from the upper class, no matter if it was true, could spark the interest of the netizens.

Stanley knew this very well, and that’s why he posted it online. He wanted Hilla to fall into disrepute.

"I...I can explain. I can add a statement on the Internet and put the thing down..." Bruce coldly sneered while Stanley was trying to explain.

It was an evil, indifferent and horrible smile.

Stanley immediately turned pale, trembling with fear.

James looked at him with haughty disdain.

People doubted that Hilla cheated behind Bruce, and no one knew who the birth father of the two baby boys was.

How could Stanley explain? Did he want to tell the netizens that he’s the father of the two kids? It was ridiculous. Mr. Anderson probably tried to kill him.

Bruce tapped the table lightly with his fingers and whispered, "Since you love talking, then say it on the Internet."

Bruce pressed his pen on the table with a clap. At this moment, James walked towards Stanley and politely took a bow.

"Mr. Trist. This is your information. Please check."

Maybe it was time they returned the favor. An eye for an eye, a wrong for a wrong.

Stanley flipped through page by page. He became rigid when he finished.

His dark histories were recorded, and he knew it was too late to beg for his forgiveness.

He tried to defame Hilla and her kids. Bruce wouldn’t let him get away with it easily.

Well, if anyone was against the rule, Bruce did not mind throwing his weight around.

Soon, the news about Stanley swept the Internet. To everyone’s surprise, he was the most popular gigolo in Korea.

Margaret browsed through the latest entertainment news on the Internet, looking for juicy gossip. Suddenly, she excitedly grabbed Hilla and said, "Did you see that? The famous young star was an experienced gigolo before."

"Well, it turned out that he might bulk up well at that time. Otherwise, he won’t be so shameless when he comes back."

"The most popular gigolo must be excellent, right?"

Margaret’s eyes shone with desire as if a wolf were hunting for a lamb. Hilla felt a chill.

Hilla looked at the phone. The latest entertainment news had caused a stir on Twitter.

She had an instinct that the sudden news was related to the Anderson Group!"

"Bruce shouldn’t be so bored, right? He wouldn’t pick a fight with a male artist," Hilla thought.