"Did you really have to record three episodes of variety show with Lincoln?"
Simon's expression was serious as he grabbed Zayla's arm, forcing her to stop.
Zayla furrowed her brows, looking at Simon with a helpless expression. She looked down and spoke...
"I don't want to record with Lincoln either, but Marlowe made a promise today in front of so many viewers... I had no choice."
"Besides, the variety show is Marlowe's investment, and he proposed the rules. If I don't go, he will definitely be unhappy."
"Marlowe has close ties to the Houston upper social circle, and I believe you know that too."
As Zayla spoke, she let out a sigh.
She clenched her fists, pretending to have no solution despite her reluctance to participate.
Simon gazed at Zayla and listened to her words, pondering deeply.