The photo Kenny sent was of him eating with Oliver.
However, the picture was taken secretly.
When Jean saw the contents of the message, his eyes were deep and he simply replied with an [okay] emoji in return.
His war with Alfred had just started tonight.
...
The next day at six in the morning, Lilia woke up quietly.
The first time she opened her eyes, she couldn't help but lift her finger and wave before her eyes.
Even though the light in the room was very dark, she could clearly see the tips of her fingers.
"Why haven't you fallen asleep?" Almost as soon as she woke up, the man also opened his eyes.
Hearing that voice, Lilia turned to face him. "Maybe I slept too much yesterday. You should sleep again, I'll make tea."
"Together."
The man arrogantly pulled her into his arms. Lilia was helpless to fight it so? she quietly leaned back in his arms and watched his sleeping face as his eyes slowly closed.
Jean must've been so tired during this period.
He was always worried about her eyes and he still had a lot to deal with.
Lilia laid in his arms for a while, and when she heard the sound of her husband's even breathing, she carefully moved away and quietly left the master bedroom.
The sky outside the window slowly brightened. Still wearing her nightgown, Lilia went to the kitchen.
It was still early in the morning and she wanted to make her husband breakfast.
Toast and omelette were the simplest, it was a form of spoiling her beloved husband. For nearly a month, he was willing to give up all of his work to accompany her.
When the man woke up at 7.30 am, he found that Lilia wasn't in the bedroom.
He descended downstairs with his bag casually strapped to his waist. The temperature in the room was moderate and his broad solid chest was visible between his exposed clothes.
After all, he still hadn't installed the floor heating in the Mayer family home. But the incident that Lilia had a nosebleed made him not want to put it on. The heating method for boilers hung on the wall should be more suitable and safer.
When the man came down, he smelled a burning smell in the air.
He frowned his brows then walked briskly into the kitchen, and the burning smell became even stronger.
In the kitchen, Lilia was seen still in her apron while holding a spatula in her hand, and turning over the fried egg.
In the trash were two dark materials. Apparently, they were omelets.
The man shook his head and laughed. Then he walked forward and took the spatula from her.
Lilia was shocked when the man pulled her wrist and grabbed the spatula. Still, she didn't forget to glance at the frying pan.
"You woke up already!" She moved the corners of her lips as she stood beside the man and watched him turn the omelet deftly. "I want to make breakfast for you, so this should be a surprise. But because of the phone call, the omelette is getting burnt!" She said angrily.
Lilia answered Harold's phone call and talked to him for a long time, forgetting the egg that was still in the pan.
When she returned, she found that the omelet was completely burnt and the oil was dry. Luckily, this didn't have any serious consequences.
She cleaned the pot for ten minutes, then finally got ready again but then Jean came.
What a shame!
"Don't do it in the future. If you're hungry, let me know, I'll cook for you."
The man quickly cooked a golden parboiled egg.
The toast was cold. Lilia watched Jean put it in the heater again, making the tips of her ears turn red.
She probably had no talent for cooking in the kitchen.
When the man put his breakfast on the table, everything only took ten minutes.
He pushed the hot milk in front of him and looked away from the other table. "Who called you so early?"
Lilia answered honestly. " Harold, and he told me something new!"
The man looked at her with a fried egg in between them. "What new?"
Lilia smiled slyly and told Jean everything she heard from and said to Harold.
There had been rumors that said Lilia had been blocked by Aphrodite Agency. The reason was because Lilia had a bad attitude towards the other artists and she was arbitrarily using her power to bully the new artist inside the company.
Such news was currently spreading rapidly at Aphrodite Agency and so there was a lot of speculation about the rumors.
This was all confirmed by the fact that no news related to Lilia could be searched on the Internet lately.
So the people in the same industry as hers couldn't help but wonder if she actually stepped back from the stage because of the ban from her agency.
It seemed that everyone couldn't believe Lilia's message saying she would withdraw for a while and focus on restoring her health. However, everyone started to doubt it after Lilia's statement that said she did not want Aphrodite's Agency to use her name during her leave. It added to their belief that the relationship between Lilia and Aphrodite Agency was on the brim of an end.
Among the new artists, Milia was the rookie who got the most attention in such a short term.
"Do you need help?" The man took a sip of milk, put down his chopsticks and stared at his wife for a moment.
Lilia shook her head slightly. "No, Milia has become popular. I asked Harold to make her the best. But he said that all media platforms can't search my name now, and even if it's news related, there are no traces. Were you behind all this?"
As she said, her bright eyes stared at Jean, waiting for his answer.
"Not everything, that's also pressure from your uncle in Jakarta."
Lilia was suddenly stunned, and after thinking again, she leaned against the edge of the table. "You asked my uncle to help with it?"
The man pressed against the edge of his lower lip, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Lilia knew that she had guessed it right!
She took a bite of the toast, chewed it and said, "I asked Harold to sign me up for a studio and plan to start operating next year."
Jean didn't know that Lilia planned to build her own studio.
The man raised his thick eyebrows as he asked, "Are you going against the Aphrodite Agency?"
Lilia drank her warm tea to moisturize her throat and then her eyes glowed brightly. "Of course! Albert now mysteriously thinks of me as a thorn in his eyes and he's playing tricks behind my back, which is too unsightly. The studio is my first step against him." She explained.
Then she continued, "Right now, I think that the only way to fight them is to build your own studio independently. But it would be nice to take some resources from him, dig up a few artists, and add them up first."
After listening to her thoughts, the man gave a very relevant evaluation. "Even if the new headquarters is established, if there is no strong support, the artist won't want to come."
"Yeah, so..." Lilia smiled non-stop, and put a piece of omelette into the man's mouth. "I plan to discuss with Chris and Alan, my studio will be connected to their company later, what do you think about that?"
Hearing that voice, the man frowned almost imperceptibly. "You better cooperate with the Widjaya family!"
"The Widjaya family is in the real estate industry, so it is inappropriate to be involved in the entertainment industry. Their company qualifications are deeper than where I am now. If I were an artist, I would definitely choose the Hartanto family company." Lilia said.
The man thought very seriously whether he wanted to build the entertainment industry according to his brother's words or not.
"This is just my initial idea. I haven't discussed it with anyone. If they don't agree, I'll think of another way."
When he saw Lilia's eyes, he had completely made up his mind. The man raised his eyebrows, and his tone was calm as he said, "They will agree."
Lilia looked at him deeply and lowered her head with a smile.
'Milia, what steps are you going to do now?'
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