CHAPTER 441: CHAPTER 441: THE FUTURE LADY BOSS

Aidan Sinclair was stunned, and by the time he snapped back to reality, Stella Jennings had already walked out of his office.

He looked at the closed door and chuckled to himself. What can I do? It seems like my liking for her has grown a bit more. Aidan Sinclair, this is not good.

Outside, PD Lowe had already walked back and forth at the door a hundred and thirty-four times. Seeing Stella Jennings come out, he was overjoyed and cried tears of joy. Without another word, he gave her a big bear hug, "You’re finally out."

Stella Jennings was startled, patting PD’s back in surprise to comfort him. She wanted to say something, but didn’t know what to say. PD Lowe’s reaction made her feel like she hadn’t gone to sign a contract, but rather to a battlefield.

She felt that PD had a kind of maternal affection towards the artists he was in charge of, which was why he was so worried. Seeing Shawna Lucas walk briskly over, she said in a low voice, "I’ll talk to you outside."

PD Lowe quickly released Stella Jennings, nodding repeatedly to regain his composure.

Shawna Lucas escorted them downstairs and watched them get into the car before turning around to leave.

Once in the car, Stella Jennings said a bit apologetically, "I didn’t sign."

"I guessed as much." PD Lowe glanced cautiously at the driver, then whispered in her ear, "Let’s talk after we get off the car. You should get some rest first."

Stella Jennings thought these matters were industry secrets that shouldn’t be heard by just anyone, so she obediently nodded and closed her eyes, soon dozing off.

PD Lowe looked at her with deep emotion, thinking what a carefree girl she was. Such a child really tugs at your heartstrings. No matter what happens, she would protect her with all her strength.

Elsewhere, after seeing the two off, Shawna Lucas returned to the CEO’s office to report. After discussing business, she added her own speculation, "Mr. Sinclair, it seems like Stella Jennings’ PD has mistaken you for a bad person. You didn’t do anything inappropriate just now, did you?"

Aidan Sinclair’s face darkened. "Thinking of your boss that way—doesn’t it weigh on your conscience?"

"Stella Jennings is indeed a bit different from your previous choices. Is it... a change in taste?"

"Hey?" Aidan Sinclair’s face turned grim. "Don’t make such jokes again. If others hear and misunderstand, it’ll be troublesome." Mainly, he was worried Stella might overhear.

"Understood." Shawna Lucas immediately resumed a businesslike expression, "Shall we continue to keep an eye on other companies’ movements?" The reason nobody dared to sign Stella Jennings before was because Shawna was observing them.

If it were just Morningstar, it wouldn’t matter, but since Aidan Sinclair intervened to retain the artist, no matter how talented they were, they had to think twice about whether they could handle the consequences before vying for her.

Aidan Sinclair sighed. To intervene or not to intervene, that was the question.

"Before you decide, may I know the boss’s true opinion of Miss Jennings?"

"I want to marry her as my wife," Aidan Sinclair candidly admitted.

Shawna Lucas was a bit surprised. She didn’t expect the playfully nonchalant boss to have a mature side in terms of emotions. Then she wondered if he was joking, considering Stella Jennings’ age.

Nevertheless, this was the first time the boss admitted to being serious about a woman, and no matter what, they couldn’t let other companies take her away.

"Since she is the future boss’s wife, it’s best to groom her in-house." Shawna Lucas finished speaking and left without waiting for further orders.

*

Back at the training camp base, PD Lowe immediately pulled her aside to a secluded spot and asked, "Did something happen in there? Don’t be scared; tell me the truth."

Seeing PD Lowe’s nervous expression, Stella Jennings couldn’t help but laugh, "You don’t need to be so tense. Nothing major happened. I took so long inside because I’m slow at reading the contract."

"Really?" PD Lowe was obviously skeptical.

There’s a legend at Morningstar that when the boss isn’t sure about an artist, they would always consult the Stellaron’s big boss, who is famed for his keen eye for female artists, and anyone he targets never fails to shine. Even if they’re short-lived, they light up the entire universe for a moment.

But no matter how PD Lowe looked at Stella Jennings, she didn’t seem to fit that level. The more they thought about it, the more absurd it seemed.

Because there’s another legend that every leading lady at Morningstar has unspeakable secrets with the Stellaron boss, many of which happen right there in the CEO’s office!

It’s not actually Aidan Sinclair’s character that’s in question. He never exploited anyone, but he did have a bad habit of accepting all comers, which ended after Naomi Sinclair walked in on him in the office. He no longer fooled around in the office, which wasn’t a flattering thing anyway.

Stella Jennings didn’t know why PD Lowe was suspicious, "Really, really, I didn’t expect the contract to be so thick." She gestured with her hand, "There are dozens of pages; I got overwhelmed."

PD Lowe, seeing Stella Jennings wasn’t deliberately withholding information, finally relaxed. "So... did you sign it?"

She shook her head, "No... I want to see if I can win the contract by excelling in the competition."

"Good for you." PD Lowe patted her shoulder, "I believe you have a chance."

A few days later, the show aired its first episode, filmed last month. It generated quite a buzz online. Because of Stella Jennings’ soft and adorable personality, she quickly garnered attention. Nowadays, attention is a double-edged sword; as many people like you, probably just as many won’t.

While a wave of people found Stella Jennings cute, another group accused her of pretending to be innocent.

But Stella Jennings was unaware of all this because she didn’t have a phone. With no internet access, she was wholeheartedly preparing for the competition, putting her best foot forward on stage, even if she wasn’t in the center position.

*

Nirvana was preparing a fragranced gift set, a collaboration with a popular domestic mobile game. The first edition would feature five beloved characters, including handcrafted soaps depicting their weapons, candle accessories, and perfume packaged in figurine bottles, all tailored to the characters’ story backgrounds with different fragrances.

As this is a romance simulation game targeting women, and Nirvana’s recent youth-friendly, budget-friendly perfumes achieved great success, this collaboration came into being.

The organizers felt that apparel collaborations were too commonplace, so they chose a well-known yogurt, and the other partner was Nirvana.

The person in charge from over there said she loved the "Angel’s Smile" perfume bottle and had been considering a collaboration ever since it launched. Now that it’s come to fruition, she’s thrilled.

Ruby Sullivan was also happy to use this opportunity to increase Nirvana’s visibility. However, creating five distinct scents while maintaining quality isn’t an easy task, requiring the combined efforts of her, Claire, and Wendy. After discussion, they decided to bring Zoe on board.

Besides appreciating her talent, the most important reason is that Zoe is the only high-end player of this game in the entire company, having willingly invested a significant amount of money in it.

Regarding players’ insights, Zoe has the most say.

After determining the main theme for the five characters’ scents, Ruby Sullivan was set to complete three blends, while the other three completed two each.

Her time was stretched thin, and she often ended up working late into the night before getting home.

One day, after spacing out for a while on the bench in the hallway as usual, she got up to change clothes and planned to check on her two little ones sleeping soundly before showering and heading to bed.

As she opened the door, she was startled. Ethan Sterling was sitting on the bed with his head tilted, smiling at her. "Hey, Ms. Sullivan, long time no see."