Chapter 147


    Jonathan said, “Henson’s exams areing up. Can youe over every night and tutor him? I’ll pay


    you double.”


    Estelle looked down and scratched the wooden fence, “No need. Henson’s been doing pretty well with


    the review. I’ll just go over on the weekend and make sure he’s good to go for the exams. Also, I’ve got


    things to do these two days, and I can’t make it.”


    Jonathan’s voice deepened, “Thought you were on break? What’s keeping you busy?”


    Estelle bit her lower lip nervously and exined, “I’ve agreed to do a wall–painting project with a


    ssmate. It will upy my time for a few days.”


    Jonathan remained silent on the other end of the line. After a brief pause, he responded softly, “Alright,


    I understand.” Then he abruptly ended the call.


    Estelle put down her phone, resting her arms on the railing, looking at the dazzling night lights of J City.


    She sighed, trying to release her frustration.


    The wall painting project went smoothly for the first two days, and by the afternoon of the third day, it


    was nearingpletion. Chris was on adder finishing up the painting, while Estelle identally


    smeared paint on her face while tidying up. She told Chris about it and headed to the restroom to wash


    her face.


    The restroom was upied, so she waited a bit. By the time she returned, a crowd was in front of the


    cultural wall they had just painted. The stuff they hadid on the ground was tossed aside, thedder


    was knocked over, and Chris was negotiating with the staff. Estelle approached Chris and inquired,


    “What’s happening?”


    Chris appeared annoyed as he replied, “Some influencer from the Barry Group wants to take photos in


    front of our wall.”


    Another staff member chimed in, saying, “It’s just a quick photoshoot. It won’t take much time. Please


    be patient for a little while.” Chris said, “Can you ask them to hurry up? Our paint isn’t dry yet, don’t let


    them touch it, or we’ll have to redo it!”


    The staff member kept nodding and went to negotiate with the influencer’s team.


    Estelle and Chris waited on the side, and after a while, the group still didn’t leave. Chris approached


    one of them, and the staff member informed him that the influencer wanted to shoot a video, which


    would only take a few more minutes.


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    Estelle took a closer look and saw a girl with retro makeup and a fur scarf posing in front of their


    cultural wall.


    That would have been fine, but some people were creating artificial snow around her. The white flurries


    Chris immediately tried to stop them, “Our painting isn’t dry yet. You can’t scatter these kes and


    petals here, or all our hard work from the past three days will be ruined.”


    The influencer’s manager, a woman, stepped up with a cold face and pushed Chris, “I saw you


    interfering with our people earlier. What’s your problem? If it gets messed up, just repaint it. What’s the


    big deal?!”


    Chris, unwilling to hit back at a woman, could only turn back, his face turning blue, “What do you mean,


    what’s the big deal? Shouldn’t respect for others‘bor be the basic quality?”


    “You have no qualification to talk about qualities! Do you know who Ata is? She’s a big influencer


    with so many followers. She can ruin you with a snap! Just stay away from her and don’t make her


    mad!” the manager shouted arrogantly.


    The staff came over to calm the situation. Ata looked annoyed, “Why is this idiot causing trouble? I


    was invited by thispany’s CEO to help promote it. I am a highly–valued guest. Can’t you see that?


    Just let me finish my photoshoot! I’ve got other things to do, and my time is valuable!*


    Chris approached Ata confidently and stated, “Are you the one leading this team? We put in three


    days of hard work to paint this wall. You are wee to take photos, but please refrain from scattering


    those kes and petals here.”


    Ata sneered in response. “And who are you to dictate what I can do? I am an important guest


    invited by the CEO of thispany. Do you even know who you’re talking to? She nced at Chris


    disdainfully, “A painter dares to challenge me? What’s the worlde


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    Chris argued back, “What’s wrong with being a painter? We’re working for thispany as well. We’re


    all doing our jobs. Why should there be a hierarchy?”


    Ata, impatient, said, ‘Fine, whatever. You want money, right? Give him money. One or two


    thousand. My time here is worth much more anyway. You people are just beggars. So, take out your


    phones, and let’s transfer the money!”


    Chris tried to reason with Ata, but to no avail.


    It was evident that Chris, being well–mannered, was reluctant to engage physically with a woman,


    despite enduring insults and hostility from Ata’s team. The employees from the Barry Group


    remained passive, not daring to intervene.


    Estelle stepped forward, firmly grasping Chris’s arm and urging him to step back. Her voice remained


    to me, I’ll take care of this.”


    True to her words, Estelle swiftly followed through with her actions. With a swift kick, she propelled


    Ata, the influencer, across the room, effectively dealing with the situation.


    The world turned silent!