From time to time, people would come over to greet the two of them, making the area around them quite lively.
The award ceremony began soon after.
Corinne Caldwell and Quentin Quinlan's hosting style was as lighthearted and cheerful as ever. The camera would occasionally sweep over to Riley Perry, and every time it did, she would sit up perfectly straight, her expression exceedingly proper.
The moment the camera moved away, she started texting on her phone.
[Mr. Sinclair, what are you doing?]
[I'm so hungry. I'm craving lamb paomo. Let's go have some when you're free.]
Baby Daddy: [Okay.]
[Are you watching the live broadcast? There are so many actresses. Who do you think is the prettiest?]
Baby Daddy: [I am. You're the prettiest, of course.]
The message was sent for only a second before it was immediately retracted.
[Wifey, I was only looking at you. I didn't notice anyone else.] His survival instinct was truly off the charts.
