“I knew it. How can that wench Janet be Rose? There’s no way Rose is that wench either.”
The corner of her lips twitched faintly, then she walked out the door.
In the corridor, the staff at the Royal Academy of Music were all staring at their screens. They all looked like diehard fans as they talked excitedly. “I didn’t expect my favorite author to be this pretty.”
“Yes, I didn’t think she would be this young—she’s still a student. She’s even the top scholar in Sandfort City! I never would have imagined.”
“I really want to go to Sandfort City to catch a glimpse of her!”
When Emily heard them, she froze right away.
All of that was true! How can this be? The last pillar she was relying on also crumbled. Not wanting people to see the terrible state she was in, she quickly ran into the restroom to hide.
What else did she have to compete with Janet now? She scoffed. What else is there? How did this happen? She had been studying piano diligently in Yobril this whole time. How could Janet be getting all the fame in Sandfort City?
How was the world so unfair?
While she was resenting Janet, Janet was getting off the stage after finishing her short introduction.
The scene was a mess. A swarm of authors and fans quickly surrounded her.
“Rose, I really love your work. I never imagined you were this beautiful.”
“Rose, can I get your autograph? Sign it on my chest.”
“Rose, sign your autograph on my chest, too. I won’t ever take a shower!”
“Rose, I read both ‘Warm Blade’ and ‘Warm Blade II’. I love your style. Can I get your contact details to keep in touch with you?”
Currently, it was no longer a Writers Association meeting but Rose’s autograph signing event.
The corners of her lips twitched slightly as she glared at Eric.
With an awkward look on his face, he quickly called for security to escort her backstage.
The audience watched her leave then eventually quietened down a bit.
Outside the venue of the meeting, a black Maybach was parked at the entrance. Inside the car, the live broadcast of The Tenth Writers Association was being played.
The man sitting in the backseat of the car had a smirk on his face. His black eyes were trained on the screen at the girl’s back as she made her way backstage.
Raising his hand, Mason massaged his temples and let out a sigh. What should I do?
Because of how outstanding his girlfriend was, he gained several rivals all of a sudden. It was truly frustrating. Did they really ask her to sign her autograph on their chest? Are they out of their minds? How daring of those lowly peasants to make such demands when her actual boyfriend hasn’t even done so?
Luckily, she did not agree with that person’s request. Otherwise, he was going to teach her a lesson when they got home!
“Young Master Mason.” Sean stared at him and gulped. “Aren’t you going to go in and get Miss Jackson?”
They had rushed from the Lowry Family Conglomerate to the venue within fifteen minutes, but now that they were here, Mason simply remained silent. Sean couldn’t understand him.
“I’ll wait for her to come out.” Mason sighed.
If he went in there now, it would certainly cause a great stir. After all, they all knew that he was a married man, but they just did not know that his wife was Janet.
At that moment, however, more and more cars were starting to gather outside the meeting venue.
The once quiet entrance was suddenly filled with over a dozen cars.
He saw people with cameras in their hands pouring out of the cars. If my guess is right, these reporters have come from television stations to interview Janet.
Sean glanced at the rearview mirror and reminded, “Young Master Mason, if Miss Jackson doesn’t show up now, once more people start to gather later, she might not get to leave the place so easily anymore!”
