Chapter 732
Was it someone from Freddie’s workce? That was highly unlikely. If Joe was from their office,
there was no way Freddie wouldn’t remember him. In addition, hadn’t he said that their president
took him over?
Freddie felt like screaming in frustration. The more he tried to dig up the memory, the more it
evaded him.
Charles said apologetically to Joe, “I’m sorry. I’ve caused you so much trouble.”
Joe’s response was calm. They couldn’t get a read on his emotions. He said, ” It’s not your fault. I’ve
already found out why it happened.”
“Did you run into the paparazzi while you wereing up?” Skr was somewhat worried as she
observed Joe. She was terrified that they would make up ridiculous stories about him upon catching
sight of Joe.
Joe sat down and replied, “There are no paparazzi downstairs anymore.”
“They’re gone?” Skr blinked. Then, she ran toward the window and looked outside. As Joe had
said, the paparazzi had indeed left.
Freddie didn’t quite believe it. Those paparazzi were waiting to get a picture of Charles. Why would
they leave just like that? Even if it was dinnertime now, they wouldn’t have gone, would they?
As he wondered about it, Andy called Freddie. That had never happened before.
“Fred, you’re a lucky guy,” Andy said passionately.
For a moment, Freddie felt like Andy was his friend. However, he knew that Andy was an arrogant
man. He would never converse with a subordinate so casually.
Andy’s kindness dumbfounded him. He asked, “What? Lucky? Mr. Watson, I don’t understand what
you’re getting at.”
Freddie was an honest man. If he had no idea what was going on, he wouldn’t pretend otherwise.
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The first actor he’d ever managed independently was currently embroiled in a massive scandal. No
one would hire him in the future. How could he be lucky?
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“Take care of Charles well. If anything happens to him,e to me directly. I’ll do my best to give
Charles the best opportunities avable. You look like a dumb guy. Who knew that dumb people
would get lucky? In addition, sing our praises in front of Charles. This time, we’ve beencking in
our retaliation. Mr. Morris will provide Charles with an exnation,” said Andy. As he spoke, his tone
sweetened toward the end.
When Freddie heard that, he finally realized what was going on. He nced at Skr, who was
sitting beside Joe. He felt as though a bomb had gone off in
his brain.
He remembered! Joe was the CEO of Martin Group.
Charles couldn’t have been referring to Joe Martin when he spoke about his brother–inw, could
he?
How could it be? Was Skr a goddess?
The three others in the room hadn’t noticed Freddie’s stupefied expression. They continued chatting
leisurely.
First, Skr asked Joe whether he was hungry. Then, she asked Charles whether he had anything
in the refrigerator.
Charles was a little too embarrassed to look at them. He answered, “I spend most of my time on set.
I don’t really cook at home, so I don’t have any food. I think there’s only some instant pasta and
milk.”
“Would instant pasta do?” Skr asked Joe.
He nodded.
Charles stood up and suggested, “This is the first time you guys have visited me. I’ll cook.”
Freddie trailed after Charles into the kitchen. He felt like he was still in a dream.
When they entered the kitchen, Freddie gathered the courage to ask, “Is Joe the man I’m thinking
of? Wait, no. Are you going to give the CEO of Martin Group instant pasta?”