Chapter 478: Chapter 478: Wait for Me to Come Back
Perhaps having a weakness, having something to lose, removes the ability to be as careless as before.
He was mindful of his girl, hoping that all the retribution would fall on him, leaving her untouched.
She embraced the man’s waist, rubbing her head on his shoulder and said softly, "Arnold, do you need my comfort?"
He let her go, looking into her clear, bright eyes.
Beyond measure.
He was there, yet he was not.
He couldn’t describe the feeling, just that he was tired from several days of intensive work.
A tiredness that was hard to express.
"After I leave, Taylor will handle your affairs. Don’t feel wronged just because I’m not around..."
He paused mid-sentence.
Looking at the charming girl beside him, he probably was thinking too much.
He had never given such warnings to anyone before.
Hannah asked him, "Is it the same Taylor I tipped once?"
"Yes."
He replied, leaning down to kiss her tender, red lips.
All the suppressed emotions seemed to burst out at this moment, with unprecedented madness.
He wanted to sink into oblivion with her.
The sweetness that had entered his heart carried a warmth that ignited his fascination.
She tightened her hold around the man’s waist. Reflected in her dark eyes were the man’s profound gaze, and the madness at the bottom of his eyes.
She strained her neck, her slender waist imprisoned by the man’s strong arms, with no room to escape.
Her breathing grew heavy, filled with scorching heat. In the end, the man stopped at the last step.
He calmed the beast inside him, hollering crazily, and reached out to tidy the girl’s disheveled clothes.
Hannah looked confused with her flushed face and misty eyes, seemingly not understanding the man’s actions.
Arnold buttoned up the last button for her, ignoring his own shirt ripped open by the girl, with a riveting gaze, his voice was bass and magnetic, "Wait for me to come back."
She replied, "Okay."
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"This time I must rank first, I can’t lose to Hannah Winter!"
Tiffany Lynch’s voice was unusually cold, her eyes dark and sharp.
Her manager looked embarrassed.
Three shows, three rankings, Hannah Winter far outstripped Tiffany Lynch in both rank and votes.
To put it bluntly, she was completely outclassed.
The manager carefully said, "There are already over ten million votes for Hannah Winter in this three-public vote. Even the second place only has five million votes, this will be difficult."
Tiffany Lynch stared at him, her face full of suppressed anger, "Weren’t you the one who told me to save money for the finale night? What’s this about now? Do you really plan to let Hannah Winter debut over me?"
The manager explained, "I didn’t expect Hannah Winter’s votes to be so high either. Considering the current trend, even if we put all the money we’ve saved into this, we might not be able to surpass Hannah Winter’s votes."
This was not an exaggeration, but a result of calculation.
They knew about saving money, other fan groups were not fools, especially Hannah Winter’s fans, who were known for their generous spending. If it’s really about the money, they didn’t stand a chance.
Tiffany Lynch grieved inwardly and sat down, "What do you want me to do? Step aside for Hannah Winter and let her be the central figure?"
If it was once or twice, she would endure it.
However, the debut contract being signed was for two years.
For a full two years, Hannah Winter would be the star, while she would be relegated to the sidelines and ridiculed!
