Chapter 612


    Both Joe and Skr were wearing matching loungewear. They were pressed closely together.


    An hourter, they finally emerged from the walk–in closet. However, the loungewear was left


    behind. They had moved on to the bed.


    It was unclear how much time had passed; the night was cold and dark outside.


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    Skr was sweaty and exhausted. She leaned into Joe’s embrace as he carried her to the bathtub


    in the bathroom.


    “Do you


    like the return gift? Was it enough effort?” Joe’s voice was soft as he asked her. His breath was


    warm against her ear.


    Skr’s face flushed crimson. Just recalling the scene in the walk–in closet made her feel


    overheated, and she couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze directly


    She never expected Joe to crouch down suddenly. Pretending to be tired, she let herself fall asleep.


    His audacity overshadowed her embarrassment.


    It was a rare night of insomnia for Charles. Hey in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.


    His mind kept reying Joe’s odd attempts at friendly gestures. Certain things were too delicate to


    discuss with his usual circle, but he could talk to Steven about this.


    Steven probably wasn’t asleep yet. It was just past midnight.


    After several rings, Steven finally answered.


    “Why are you calling me at this hour?” Steven asked.


    Charles turned over and said, “Steven, I need your analysis on something. Otherwise, I won’t be


    able to sleep tonight.”


    “Go ahead,” Steven replied. He had just returned to his dormitory and had yet to shower.


    Charles began, “So, it’s like this. I went out for stew with the crew and ran into Joe Martin in the


    elevator. He approached me…”


    Charles recounted the entire encounter with Joe in detail, worried that omitting anything might lead


    to a


    misjudgment.


    Upon hearing the story, Steven grimaced repeatedly and rolled his eyes in frustration.


    “Steven, someone said Joe doesn’t like women and prefers men. Could he be trying to get me


    involved in something? Is he looking to be my sugar daddy? If someone as powerful as him


    wants to make me his target, should I just leave the entertainment industry?


    “I’ve only recently established myself in the entertainment industry and want to make tens of


    millions before considering leaving. I’m not ready to quit now and unwilling to do so,” Charles


    expressed his growing anxiety.


    The more he spoke, the more anxious he became.


    Steven rolled his eyes again,


    “Steven, you have to say something! If you don’t, I’m going to panic. Do you think my acting career


    is over? Don’t just assume I’m straight


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    “Even if I were gay, I’d still have nothing to do with being forced into something. Even if I leave the


    industry, I’ll survive. Don’t you agree, Steven?” Charles‘ attitude was utterly pessimistic.


    “You’re overthinking this,” Steven said. He was speechless.


    “Overthinking? Am I?” Charles replied.


    Steven felt he might have pped Charles if he were in front of him. How could Charles be so


    paranoid?


    He couldn’t believe that Charles thought Joe might be interested in men. He couldn’t evenpare


    to Skr. He should take a good look at himself in the mirror.


    “Remember my words. Joe isn’t interested in men. His unusual attention today has nothing to do


    with you. Get some sleep. Don’t overthink things. If you keep this up, you’ll regret it,” Steven


    advised kindly.


    Charles frowned. “Not because of me? Then, who? Is it because of you? Yourpany has no


    connection to the Martins, right?”


    Steven had indeed made significant strides in his career recently. Just being interviewed by Annie


    showed his sess.


    “It’s not because of me. It’s because of Skye. The details will be clearter. For now, just rx


    and focus on what you need to do,” Steven said, fed up with Charles‘ paranoia.