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Chapter 51: Hayden Simmons, You're the Man

Olivier frowned as a bad feeling began to creep upon him.

Right at this moment, his phone rang.

It was Grandma Melanie.

He answered the call after a moment's hesitation. "Grandma."

"When are you going to come home?"

As soon as he had greeted her, Olivier was faced with Melanie's sharp questioning.

His eye twitching, Olivier asked, "What's wrong?"

"Do you know that I'm going to die?"

Melanie said gravely, "I won't be able to see my granddaughter-in-law once I've closed my eyes!

Because by then, I'll be dead!"

Olivier sighed helplessly. "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Bring her home to meet me! If you can't, find a way to trick her into coming with you. At any rate, I

want to see her!"

Melanie's tone brokered no room for arguments.

Olivier pinched the space between his eyebrows tiredly as he said, "Grandma, we'll scare her if we do

that."

"Then what do you suggest? Can I still meet my granddaughter-in-law before I die? For goodness'

sake, how did I end up raising you as a passionless boy? I'm so anxious..."

Melanie was frustrated with her grandson's lack of progress, so much that she almost wanted to woo

Gwenda in person.

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Olivier said nothing.

"I don't care. I'll give you two more days. If I don't see her within these two days, don't bother coming

home!"

Melanie gave her grandson an ultimatum.

Olivier wanted to negotiate further with Melanie, but she hung up the phone.

Staring at the dimming screen, he was speechless.

What the heck was this?

"Boss, is Madam Melanie mad?"

Otto went up to Olivier, curious for some gossip.

Glaring at him, Olivier growled. "Shut it!"

Chuckling, Otto said, "Aw, c'mon, boss. Madam Melanie just wants to see her granddaughter-in-law.

Why don't we think of a way to get Miss Evans to accompany you home?"

"That's enough, this is none of your business. Get back to work."

Olivier dismissed his assistant and went back to his chair. His fingers drummed rhythmically on the

office table as his eyes glimmered with thought.

He would not be able to brush off his grandmother any longer.

But what should he do to convince Gwenda to go back willingly with him?

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In a cafe, Gwenda was gazing at Hayden Simmons, a music producer from KG Entertainment, who

was seated opposite her. Neither said a word as Gwenda stirred her coffee.

A moment later, Gwenda could not help but speak. Putting down her coffee, she leaned forwards and

said earnestly, "Mr. Simmons, I know you've been with KG Entertainment for 10 years, and that you

might still have some feelings for this company. But now is not the time to remain attached.

"You are aware of your current financial situation. If you continue to stay in KG Entertainment, you may

not be able to raise your daughter in the future. Rather than going down this path, why don't you join

me instead? Escape from the cage that KG Entertainment has put you in. It will be a win-win situation

for us both."

With that, she looked at Hayden with anxiety.

She had been keeping an eye on Hayden for a while now.

She had been thinking of bringing him over to her studio for a long time, and that had taken her a whole

month's time of planning for it to come to fruition.

In her previous life, Hayden had been dubbed as a music genius.

He became famous through a variety show but also got involved in a hit-and-run case. Although later

investigations proved that it was a misunderstanding, it dealt a big blow to his entertainment career.

Ever since then, he had been hidden away by KG Entertainment and was depressed.

Currently, it had been three years since the hit-and-run incident. As such, Hayden had been hidden for

three years.

"Miss Evans, can I ask you a question?"

In the face of the temptation of her words, Hayden, who was nearly 40 years old, would be lying if he

said that he was not interested.

Having been sequestered away by KG Entertainment, he constantly ran into dead ends, his songs

unnoticed by the public. He did have a daughter who was studying abroad at a university of music.

Gwenda was right. Soon, he will not be able to afford his daughter's tuition fees.

"Sure, ask away."

"Why me?"