CHAPTER 965: CHAPTER 965: THEY KISSED ON THE STREET

Leah Thorne’s pupils contracted, and she looked at him in utter shock. How could he... have such thoughts? Is his mind filled with... indecency?

"What are you looking at? Did I say something wrong? It’s not that you just brushed up, but rather... rubbing back and forth?" Justin Xavier rephrased.

Leah quickly raised her small hand and covered his mouth, forbidding him to speak nonsense any further.

She was a professional actress; when she sat on Shane Young’s lap earlier, nothing happened. She only heard about it from the producer afterward. It was normal, and she didn’t think much of it. How did it become so degrading in his mouth?

This man, Justin Xavier, really is unhealthy.

Justin kissed her soft hand, letting her off the hook. After all, he didn’t like discussing other men with her. "Go on, remember to meet me at the hotel tonight."

"Got it." Leah descended quickly and left.

Justin watched Leah’s disappearing figure. Initially, he had agreed to her entering the entertainment industry, but gradually he realized it was the worst decision he had ever made. He increasingly disliked her current career.

Her beauty was too flamboyant, attracting too much attention. She was only suited to be his gilded bird in a cage.

She belonged to him.

Just then, with a "ding," a WeChat notification sounded.

Justin looked down and realized Leah had left her phone behind.

Her phone rang; a WeChat message had arrived.

Justin reached out, picked up the phone, and unlocked it, but it was password-protected.

What was her password?

After thinking for a moment, Justin entered a six-digit code.

The password was correct, and the phone unlocked.

Her phone’s password was... his birthday.

Just like, all these years, all his passwords had been her birthday.

It seemed to be a habit engraved in the bones.

Habits are the most terrifying things.

Justin faintly curled his thin lips, feeling quite pleased. He opened WeChat; it was a message from Simon Ford, "Leah, do you have time to meet tonight?"

Justin’s slender fingers typed a reply: "Sure, I’ll be waiting outside the XX seven-star hotel for you."

He tossed the phone aside. At this moment, his personal secretary approached. "President."

Justin pursed his thin lips, "Tell Director Wright to come over, there’s something I need to discuss with him."

...

Leah returned to the set to continue filming. Shane Young sat across from her. She looked up at him, then nodded politely.

Shane nodded back, a hint of regret in his eyes.

As a popular rising star, Shane had long heard of Leah Thorne, the most dazzling rose of the entertainment industry. Seeing her in person, such a captivating beauty could not help but move the heart.

However, Shane had just witnessed Justin pulling Leah to sit on his lap. Who was Justin? The richest man in Bayside, a business magnate, a capital lord, the so-called benefactor.

Shane understood the rules of the entertainment industry; he just didn’t expect Leah to also have a benefactor.

At this moment, Director Wright approached. "Leah, Shane, there’s something to tell you. This kissing scene is canceled, no need to shoot it."

Leah looked up, "Why?"

Director Wright: ...Why else, just now Justin already came forward!

Shane immediately thought of Justin, looking up, but Justin’s tall and noble figure was already gone from the dim light, and the chair was empty; he had left.

...

After filming, Leah set off for the seven-star hotel to meet Justin.

Madame Goldie parked the nanny car outside the hotel, and Leah got out, walking toward the hotel.

What she didn’t know was that someone was already waiting across the street, it was Simon Ford.

Justin had sent a message to Simon, and he had arrived early, waiting there for two hours.

The night was cold; Simon’s hands were red from the cold, but the icy night could not dampen his enthusiasm. Just the thought of meeting Leah later made him want to jump for joy.

At this moment, Simon turned around and immediately saw Leah ascending the steps. His heart leaped with joy, and he was about to rush forward, "Leah..."

This call of "Leah" hadn’t yet left his lips when suddenly a car horn sounded beside his ear. Simon froze, watching as a luxury Maybach raced over.

That was... Justin’s car.

Justin had arrived.

Simon was a bit taken aback, not knowing why this Uncle Xavier came?

Simon didn’t like this Uncle Xavier because he had a twisted control over Leah that made him deeply displeased.

At this moment, the driver’s door of the Maybach opened, and Justin, wearing a black thin wool coat, appeared in view.

Simon wanted to go over and say hello, but as Justin stepped out, he looked at Leah on the steps and spread his arms, "Leah, come here, hug."

Simon suddenly stiffened.

Leah, unaware of Simon’s presence, only saw Justin demanding a hug.

Leah descended the steps in her high heels and threw herself into his arms. "Catch your little angel!"

Justin rubbed her soft hair with his lips, holding the delicate body in his arms tightly, he chuckled softly, "So obedient."

"Yes, serving the benefactor, I’m serious~"

"Then give me a kiss."

"Okay." Leah stood on tiptoe and planted a firm kiss on his handsome cheek.

Justin, in a good mood, raised an eyebrow.

"President Xavier, is that enough? Let’s go inside. I’m a big star; you probably don’t want to be on the entertainment headlines with me tomorrow, do you?" Leah playfully blinked her wings.

Justin wrapped his arm around her slender waist, "Alright, let’s go in."

Justin and Leah disappeared into the hotel.

Simon stood frozen on the spot, shocked and bewildered, watching the direction in which the two disappeared. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen.

Just now, Leah and Justin kissed on the street.

Now, Leah and Justin went into the hotel together.

Simon’s mind exploded with a "boom"; he shook his head, shaking it repeatedly. How could it be? Justin was Leah’s nominal brother; how could this be?

No.

This isn’t real.

Simon rushed into the hotel, his eyes red, asking the front desk, "Where did those two go? Did they come to eat or to... sleep?"

The front desk politely said, "Hello, just now those two VIPs booked a presidential suite here, planning to stay the night."

A presidential suite...

They were there to sleep...

Simon’s hands, hanging by his sides, quickly clenched into fists. He had never imagined that Leah and Justin had such a clandestine relationship. He watched as the girl he liked went to a hotel room with another man!

"What’s their room number? I need to find them!" Simon asked excitedly.