Jessy’s POV


    That man had shoulder-length curly hair, a sharp square jawline with a thin beard, and a sturdy physique. I could clearly see his broad chest under the white shirt he was wearing. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, emphasizing his strong forearms, adorned with blue veins.


    Even his blue jeans couldn’t hide the bulge at the base of his thighs. And the gold zipper further emphasized the treasure map-like pattern behind it.


    When the man raised his hand to sweep his long hair back, I felt a refreshing breeze with a fragrant scent hitting me.


    Oh, God… What kind of tremor is this?


    “Hello?” The man spoke again while my mouth was still agape.


    “Oh, yes. Can I help you?” I asked, stuttering.


    “I’m looking for n Schmidt.”


    Oh, God! I didn’t mishear! His ent clearly indicated that he wasn’t from around here. I couldn’t hear a clear R, and I heard a sharp S. Was he from Europe? Was he from Russia? Clearly not from Ennd.


    “Oh, n. Yes, he’s in his office.”


    Oh, God. What kind of torture is this?


    I had just found such a handsome and sexy creature, but we had to part ways immediately. Why was he looking for n, if not because he was his partner? Moreover, he seemed very young. He looked exactly like the most handsome model in the world. Now I understand why pop stars chose a guy like him to be a model in their music videos.


    I could even be obsessed with him. I was sure I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off him.


    “Can you show me to him?”


    “Oh, yes, sure. Follow me.” I hurriedly nodded and walked back to the third floor.


    Upon reaching the third floor, I asked the man to wait for a moment. I knocked on n’s office door and went back inside. I saw n leaning his face toward Fene’s. They were chatting, and Fene wasughing when I entered.


    Did I not see it wrong? I seemed to see n flirting with Fene. Hm, naughty boy.


    “n, someone is looking for you,” I said to n.Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    “Oh, who?” n asked.


    “I haven’t asked for his name yet,” I said, trying to remain calm andposed.


    In my heart, I screamed in anger. How could I ask for his name? I couldn’t possibly dare ask for his name with all these heartbeats! But I wanted to know his name!


    “Just let him in,” n ordered.


    I turned around and ushered the man into the office. When the man finally entered the office, n groaned irritably, and the sexy man chuckled with a mischievous grin. They didn’t immediately hug and kiss each other affectionately, like intimate partners.


    “You’rete! The party’s over! What happened to you?” n asked with an annoyed roar.


    “Sorry, I overslept. I got drunkst night, and my head hurt this morning. So I had to go to the pharmacy first to buy some painkillers.” Once again, the man just chuckled as he stated his reason for beingte.


    “You’re outrageous, Mike! You should havee earlier during the event,” n scowled.


    The man called Mike just shrugged. He seemed rxed, even though n was scolding him. How could he be so rxed? Was it because he was n’s partner, so he knew n wouldn’t be mad at him for long?


    “Jessy, Fene, let me introduce you. This is Mikhail Ks. He’s from Brus. He’s my brother-inw’s cousin. I recruited him to join as a new model here. Mike, watch your attitude towards them.”


    Oh, so that’s it. So he wasn’t n’s partner? Thank goodness! Wait, a cousin of a brother-inw means he’s still a stranger. They’re not family, so they could be in a rtionship.


    “How are you? Just call me Mike.” He immediately extended his hand to me.


    “My name is Jessy. This is my model, Fene.” I weed his hand.


    Wow. His handshake was firm, his skin was smooth, and his smile was very bright and confident. The impression Mike left on my hand felt overwhelming. I so wanted that hand to touch me again.


    “Hey, Fene. Nice to meet you.” Mike walked over to Fene and shook her hand too.


    I slowly sat back down on the sofa next to Fene. Mike sat on the other sofa, facing n. I handed n thetest photos of Fene.


    “Oh, yes, these are thetest photos, right?” n examined the photos for a moment.


    While waiting for n to look at the photos, I nced at Fene and at Mike. Fene and I seemed to speak with eye contact and facial expressions. We spoke without words, and it seemed Fene was thinking the same thing as me-that Mike was very sexy.


    “Yes, I can see your progress from the early career photos to thesetest ones. I think I can trust Gene to you, Fene,” n said, cing Fene’s photos back on the ss table.


    “Thank you, n,” Fene said with a smile.


    “Because you’re already a senior here, I believe you can be more independent in managing your schedule because you’re used to it. Moreover, because you’ll be the main model for Gene, I’ll be directly involved in the scheduling and projects you’ll be working on,” n exined.


    “I intentionally invited Mike to the party to introduce him. If only he hade during the event, I’m sure many agents would havepeted to be his agent. Unfortunately, he waste; everyone had already left. Isn’t that right, Jessy?” n asked me.


    “Ah, yes. Most had gone home. Only Liza, a few models, and Ss were still in the office,” Jessy said.


    “Yes, I suspected that,” n muttered.


    “That’s why, Jessy. With various considerations, I want you to be Mike’s agent. I want you to promote Mike just like you took Fene before,” nmanded like a king’s decree.


    “So, I’ll be the agent for both Fene and Mike?” I couldn’t believe this would happen again after so many years.


    Dealing with Fene alone was draining enough, both emotionally and mentally. Plus, she was in a honeymoon phase with Laird. No one could control Fene’s impulsiveness as well as I did. What if she did something stupid while I was busy with Mike?


    n nodded. I then turned to Mike, and he shed a grin again.


    “Hey, agent,” Mike said with his fingers raised in a salute from his temple.


    Oh, no. He seemed like trouble for me.