When everything calmed down, Sparkle couldn't help but poke the satisfied man: "In broad daylight, don't you have any shame?"
"Mrs. Saint, haven't you heard that saying?"
"What?"
"A wife is her husband's face." Evan Saint chuckled with joy, "So, wanting you means I want face."
Sparkle: ...
She must have met a fake Evan Saint, otherwise, how could that iceberg man say such things?
"Why aren't you speaking?"
"I finally got to participate in The Veridian Show, such a good opportunity to meet famous directors and screenwriters from various countries, you suddenly brought me back, isn't it a waste?" Sparkle couldn't help but poke that firm chest again.
It feels so good!
Playfully twirling her hair, Evan chuckled softly: "The performance is just part of The Veridian Show, tonight's banquet is the main event."
Although he really wanted to hide her away, so only he could see Sparkle's beauty.
But he knew, Sparkle belonged to the stage, she deserved to shine brightly.
