Chapter 613 My Husband Is The Best


    "You haven''t even heard half of it." Jean, looking smug at the information she had, smirked at her


    husband. The luxury car moved and Jean fastened her seat belt. ''Safety First!'' she thought. She looked


    at Zed and started to tell him what she knew from Adolf. Apparently, Avery wanted to develop her


    career in the Chinese market so she could stay in the country and spent more time with Moore.


    However, her entertainmentpany could not and would not allow it. So Avery, in distress that she


    would be separated from Moore, was thinking of quitting the business. Avery would sacrifice a lot for


    Moore.


    Zed was driving as Jean went on and on about Avery''s situation. He listened intently, never taking his


    eyes off the road even while listening to the distressing news.


    By the time Jean finished her story, they were already halfway to the Hilton Hotel and Zed''s eyebrows


    were already crinkled in worry.


    Seeing her husband in such distress made her want to hug him tight. "Can you do anything about it?


    It''s really alright. You don''t need to move heaven and earth. I mean, even Adolf doesn''t know what to


    do. I guess we just can''t do anything about it. It''s just a pity that Avery..."


    Jean didn''t finish, the sigh that followedpleting the thought.


    "Maybe, just maybe there''s a way to save all of this. Let me see," Zed thought for a while and finally


    said. Jean just continued sighing after Zed spoke. He started to persuade her, "I''ve got this, Jean. I''ll


    find a way. Don''t worry."


    "What else can you do, Zed?" Jean put a bitter look on her face. "I mean, it''s easy if it was a domestic


    entertainment agency. I know you''d have a way around that. But it''s not. We''re talking about an


    international entertainment agency. Jesus, even Adolf who''s known as the top manager in the showbiz


    industry can''t do anything. Don''t push yourself, Zed. We just have to leave it up to Moore at this point. If


    he doesn''t want Avery to leave the business and lose all that she worked for, he has to find a way."


    Zed looked at Jean in confusion before turning to focus on the road again. "Wait, you don''t mean..."


    "Exactly. I think the only way to save Avery''s career is for Moore to leave China with her. As long as


    Moore is at Avery''s side, she''ll absolutely stop any intention of quitting the business." Jean''s tone was


    bitter, her face visibly unhappy.


    Zed sighed heavily. "I don''t think that''ll happen. I know Moore. He''s a gentleman. Sometimes a bit too


    gentle. He can think for himself, is highly capable, and by no means a mediocre man. So, don''t even


    think about pushing through with this idea!"


    "I know Moore''s a good man, but..." Jean saw Zed and felt his resolve against her idea, and she just


    opted to change the subject. "Enough of that for now. Let''s just think about our lunch with them for now.


    Avery hasn''t left China yet anyway. I''m sure there''s something we can say that would persuade her."


    Upon hearing this, a smile began to form on Zed''s face. He had thought of a n. Thought still in its


    infancy, he was sure it would work. "It''s nice to know that you think so. You know what, I don''t think I


    can resolve this problem, but I can think of someone who can. A dear friend of mine. If he shows up


    and agrees to help with this, Avery''s problem will be gone in a blink of an eye."


    "A dear friend? Who is this friend of yours?" Hope restored, Jean beamed at Zed, like a dog wagging


    its tail.


    "This dear friend conveniently has ownership of a rival entertainment agency which has always butted


    heads with Avery''s current agency..."


    Zed said after thinking deeply on the answer.


    Jean seemed deted upon hearing this. "You have got to be kidding, Zed. Your ''dear friend'' is a


    "Rx, Jean. I got this." Zed nced at Jean and turned his eyes immediately back on the road. "Even


    if he is apetitor, his agency is thergest and most influential one in Europe and in the United


    States. So if he goes ahead and takes care of Avery''s termination of the contract, do you think there


    would be any more problems?"


    Jean just stared at Zed, her wide eyes showing only confusion. "I still don''t get it."


    "Oh,e on. I literally justid it out for you." Zed sighed and continued, "Alright. As you already


    know, Avery is an international superstar. She is sessful and incredibly famous. But since this friend


    of mine owns a massive entertainment agency, he knows this more than anybody, right? Once Avery


    signs that resignation letter and leaves her former employer, she''d be banned from joining any other


    agency even before the ink on that paper was dry. Retirement would be the only course left.


    But! If my friend goes in and settles her contract, buying her out of all the damages, Avery can continue


    to work in my friend''s agency and in one stroke, be even more famous. Don''t you think this is a good


    idea? It''s hitting two birds with one stone, Jean. First of all, Avery doesn''t need to pay a single cent. At


    the same time, she''ll have ess to even better resources and projects when she shifts to my friend''s


    Jean saw Zed''s smug look and was impressed by her husband''s n, but she had onest question.


    "But... are you absolutely sure that your friend will agree to this? Buying out Avery''s contract fees is no


    small sum. You''re just friends. Will he even listen to your proposal?"


    "Jean, baby. I got this. Leave this part to me. As soon as I even start on my proposal, he''ll be all over it.


    This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    But you have to consult Avery first. We have to run this by her before we even start moving," Zed said


    after briefly looking at Jean''s beautiful face.


    Jean, content on the n she just heard, nodded towards Zed happily. "Got it. That''s where Ie in.


    Leave Avery and Moore to me. You focus on convincing your friend."


    Zed, seeing Jean''s excitement,ughed heartily. "Well, then. Sounds like a n! You can stop worrying


    about Avery now."


    Jean''s face turned red as a tomato. "Will you me me for showing this much concern towards my


    friends, Zed? I just don''t want anything to go wrong anymore, just when things between them were


    starting to go so smoothly."


    "I get you. I understandpletely," Zed answered with a sigh. "Because I do understand you, I will


    move heaven and earth to support you and help you find solutions."


    Jean answered Zed with a smile, "I knew my husband is the best! Wooh! Oh, by the way, I didn''t expect


    you to have such a great friend like that."


    Zed snorted defensively and said, "Humph, is he that great? Nah, I don''t think so. I''m way better than


    him in a lot of ways. You just haven''t found out yet."


    Jeanughed in response. "Phew, is there anyone more arrogant than you?"


    Zed turned to Jean with a faint smile on his face. "Why no one else, dear. It''s just me. Now I want to


    hear you say that I''m the best."


    "My husband is the best!" Jean answered almost immediately, her eyes adoring her husband.


    Looking smug, Zed smiled and focused on the road yet again. They drove in content silence the rest of


    the way to the Hilton Hotel.


    Upon arriving, they gave the keys to the valet and went inside. The concierge guided them to their


    dining room. The director and the rest of the staff were already there seated. When Zed and Jean


    appeared, everyone stood up in respect, and the excitement was evident on their faces.


    "Please, let''s all sit down," Zed greeted the staff as he made his way towards his seat. "Do help


    yourselves to order whatever dishes you might like. It''s my treat today." Zed gently pulled Jean''s seat


    out in invitation for her to sit.


    There was a scream of excitement from the crowd. Adolf, rmed, looked around and asked, "Where''s


    Avery? Howe she isn''t here yet?"


    "She ought to be on her way here," Jean answered. "Moore''s there with her, so rest assured." Jean


    smiled at Adolf as she spoke.


    Adolf nodded, satisfied. He picked up the nearby menu and began ordering the dishes.


    "Is this your wife, Mr. Qi?" the director asked, turning to look at Jean and then to Zed.


    "Yes, she is my wife," Zed responded politely.


    The director''s clever eyes examined Jean, then beamed at Zed and spoke in an almost patronizing


    tone, "Mrs. Qi is truly a beautiful woman as they all say. No wonder the talk of the town here in H City is


    that you dearly love your wife."


    Zed frowned upon hearing the remark.


    Zed certainly didn''t mind showing off his wife to others, but he definitely did not like hearing other men


    talking about his wife.


    The director thought himself a clever man. He wanted to butter up Zed, so he thoughtplimenting


    his wife was a good move.


    But the director thought wrong. He was about to say more but then he saw Zed''s face twitch a little. To


    save himself from even more embarrassment, he just turned away and looked at the menu.


    "What do you think you''re doing?" Jean, feeling the odd tension between her husband and the director,


    pulled at Zed''s arm and said. "There are a lot of people here! You should treat the director with respect.


    His staff can see everything. You don''t want to embarrass him too much. Or else..."