James and Adrian stayed for lunch.
While they were having lunch, James kept winking at Nina, hoping that she could help him with his current ambition.
Nina spooned up half a bowl of soup and put it in front of John. She said bluntly, "James wants to be in show business." 'Aunt Nina! Don't be so direct!
Why didn't you ease into it first?'
James was so stunned that his grip on his chopsticks loosened, dropping his sparerib into his soup bowl with a splash.
If John just accepted his pleas in the past, James wouldn't be in this position.
Now he had to beg Nina or help.
John reached out for the spoon in his bowl. When his fingers touched the handle of the spoon, he remembered that he was injured.
"Little girl." John cast a glance at Nina.
Nina immediately understood his gesture. She took a spoonful of soup and fed John caringly.
The soup was fantastic, but the aroma was masked by Nina's captivating scent. Her little face was as smooth as silk. Her long eyelashes fluttered like wings, half covering her bright eyes.
John enjoyed the soup a lot, but he wasn't sure if it was just because his wife was feeding it to him.
After having a c
arched forward and helped Emma up. "Emma, did you get hurt?"
"James, why are you here?" Emma shook off his hand and wiped the tears off her face. She didn't want him to see her in such a mess.
When James saw her palms bleeding, he grabbed her wrists and asked, "What's wrong?"
He pointed at Sunshine Entertainment building angrily. "Did they do this?"
"It's none of your business," Emma snapped coldly, withdrawing her hands. She didn't want to see this man who kissed her.
But James didn't care about that. He ordered his men, "Smash the company's signboard for me. I'll take the responsibility if anything happens."
"Yes, sir." His guards obediently began demolishing the signboard.
The cacophony of destruction shocked Emma. She turned around and shouted, "What are you doing? This isn't your problem!"
"Well I'm taking care of your business." With his hands on his hips, James continued marshalling out orders. "Keep smashing!"
Watching the barrage of damage, James smiled complacently. "What do you think? Does it feel like you exacted your revenge?
Emma, you don't have to be so polite to me all the time. Sooner or later, you'll marry me."
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