“I’m Ezekiel Weiss,” he said, casually introducing himself.


    “Mr. Weiss, may I ask about your current upation?” Sera felt a subtle triumph. The negotiation


    seemed to be going well.


    Ezekiel nced at Harmony beside him and, on a whim, said, “I’m currently unemployed. Just


    wandering around.”


    Harmony turned to him in surprise. “You’re unemployed?”


    “Yeah, I’m jobless.” Ezekiel nodded.


    “Mr. Weiss, here’s the thing. I believe you possess exceptional qualities in various aspects. If you’re


    interested, you can be my artist. I’ll be willing to sign you at a generous price,” Sera proposed


    bluntly.


    “Sorry, I don’t n on bing an artist.” Ezekiel declined politely.


    Sera was momentarily taken aback, not expecting this handsome man to reject the offer. However, she


    discerned a nuance- Ezekiel’s gaze asionally shifted toward Harmony. Could this gorgeous guy be


    interested in her artist?


    Sera’s sharp and incisive gaze seemed to prate through theyers of the situation. Even though


    this young man might be currently without a job, he had to hail from a wealthy background. His custom-


    tailored suit and high- end watch were far from ordinary. He appeared here despite affording a seven-


    star presidential suite in his home country. Sera had instantly seen through the essence of the


    situation.


    It seemed Ezekiel wasn’t here because he was down and out, but he was here to pursue Harmony!


    Even though Sera was certain that was the case, she remainedposed. “Well, that’s a shame. No


    worries, I’m not interested in forcing someone to do my bidding. Harmony and I will attend Fashion


    Week tomorrow. Then, we’ll be returning to Dansbury the day after tomorrow.”


    Ezekiel raised an eyebrow in interest. “You’re leaving the day after tomorrow?”


    Sera remarked lightly, “Yes, most likely.”


    At that juncture, Sera was interrupted by a call from Harmony’s assistant. She deliberately picked up


    the call and answered with feigned irritation, eximing, “Hello… What? Our artist’s red carpet


    participation has been canceled? How can you people be so ipetent? You can’t even arrange a


    spot for us. What kind of operation are you running?”


    Sera red at her phone in anger before turning to Ezekiel. “Mr. Weiss, do you perhaps have the


    means to ensure Harmony graces the red carpet at Fashion Week?”


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    The puzzled Harmony widened her beautiful eyes, wondering what Sera was up to. Why was she


    seeking his help?


    Ezekiel didn’t even hesitate as he answered, “I can make it happen.”


    “That’s great! Thank you so much!” Sera eximed with enthusiasm. “I’ll be leaving Harmony in your


    care tomorrow. Please be her plus one on the red carpet.”


    Ezekiel nodded. Even though he knew Sera was using him, he didn’t see the need to expose and


    refuse her. Instead, he anticipated tomorrow to be an intriguing day.


    “Well, we won’t take up any more of your time, Mr. Weiss,” Sera said while swinging the door open.


    Ezekiel stood up, nodded, and made his exit.


    Once he left, Harmony seized the opportunity to inquire, “Sera, what was all that about?”


    Sera grasped her arm, a gleam of delight in her eyes. “Look, Mr. Weiss is no ordinary man. Although


    he ims to be unemployed, he has to be some rich young master with power and influence. Our red


    carpet event tomorrow is as good as secured with him by our side. We won’t have to depend on others


    anymore.”


    “How can you be so sure he’s wealthy?” Harmony questioned sharply.


    “I could tell the minute I saw his attire,” Sera replied, a hint of pride in her voice.


    “We barely know him. Isn’t it inappropriate to burden him like this?” Harmony was still hesitant.


    “We need to make the most of every resource if we want to achieve sess in this industry. If there


    are connections we can use, we should never let it slip away. Forget about who he is or how well we


    know him. The only thing that matters is whether he is of use to us,” Sera asserted. Then, she inquired,


    “Nothing happened when you met himst time, right?”


    Harmony’s mind whirred, recalling those two unexpected kisses. She hastily denied it. “No… nothing


    happened.”


    Although Harmony’s answer made it seem as though the two were strangers, Sera was no fool.


    Instead, she was astute enough to understand that Ezekiel’s appearance here was undoubtedly linked


    to Harmony.