Kylie reached out her arms to hug Fannie's waist. When she was about to say something, a figure flashed by the window.

The man was tall and thin, wearing gold-framed glasses and a long linen trench coat.

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Although Kylie just saw his profile, she felt he looked so familiar.

She abruptly straightened her body and fixed her eyes on the man.

"Please, this way." A waiter guided the man walking to another private room.

"Stephen!" Kylie called him all of a sudden.

Hearing Kylie's voice, the man turned around at a slow pace.

He indeed looked very similar to Stephen from the back, but they were totally different from the front.

Stephen had more beautiful features than him.

Kylie apologized the moment she found she was wrong. "I'm sorry. I just mistook you for another person."

The man walked towards Kylie and smiled at her. "Oh, aren't you the famous actress, Kylie Finch? What a coincidence!"

Kylie smiled but kept a distance away from him. The man thought for a while, then asked, "Stephen? Who? Is he your boyfriend?"

"No, just a common friend," Kylie said.

"Well, since we meet each other today, why don't we make friends?" the man said and reached out his hand to pull Kylie.

Fannie dashed to protect Kylie without hesitation. "Show some respect, please."

The man lifted his glasses and snorted with disdain, "Respect? She's just a woman who sells her beauty for money. Who do you think you are?"

With a clear sound, a glass bucket fell and broke into pieces on the ground. The man's hand stopped in the air.

Everyone's sight fell on the waiter.

Probably because the waiter was too excited when he met a famous actress or the man's attitude had scared him, he failed to hold the tray steadily, and the glass bucket with ice cubes inside fell to the ground with ice cubes scattered around.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The waiter squatted to clean them up at once.

"You're useless!" The man was distracted and snapped at the waiter.

He raised his leg to kick the waiter, but unfortunately stepped on ice cubes and heavily slipped down on the floor.

When he tried to use his hand to support his body, he pressed on broken pieces of glass with accuracy.

It all happened within three seconds, and the man who had been so arrogant just then now screamed in great pain.

His friends in a nearby private room ran outside the second they heard his scream. "What happened?"

The man covered his wrist, which was bleeding, and shouted, "Send me to the hospital, now! F*ck!"

His friends helped him get back to his feet without delay, but the man wouldn't stop swearing.

When he wanted to vent his anger on the waiter by kicking the waiter again, he screamed all of a sudden once more, "My leg! My leg!"

Kylie and Fannie witnessed a lot of blood coming out from the man's calf, and his friends supported his body, walking out in a hurry.

The waiter didn't get his mind back until they were gone. "I-It's not my fault."

"Of course, it isn't." Fannie walked over and pulled the waiter up. "If he dares complain about you, call me, and I'll explain it to your boss."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" The waiter thanked Fannie, then gave a secret glance at Kylie.

Fannie noticed his little movement and smiled. "Have you watched any shows Kylie is cast in?"

"Sure." The waiter flushed. "I've watched Dangerous World 10 times, and her posters are everywhere in my home!"

Knowing that he was her fan, Kylie walked to him with a smile. "Do you want my signature?"

"Can I?" The waiter was surprised.

Kylie nodded, and he took off his working uniform at once, and there was a white T-shirt inside. He faced Kylie with his back. "Would you please sign it on my back?"

Fannie handed Kylie a pen, and Kylie signed her name on the waiter's back with enthusiasm.

The waiter was excited and glanced at Kylie's belly. She hadn't attended any public activities these days, so the media wasn't aware that she was pregnant. It was still a secret from the public.

Fannie blocked his sight at once. "You should know what you couldn't tell others, right?"

"Yes." The waiter nodded and thanked Kylie again. "Thank you so much. I wish you all the best!" Afterward, he strode away with the tray.

"We should go back now. They must be waiting for us," Fannie said to Kylie and pulled her walking to their private room.

Kylie moved a few steps forward, then glanced at her back.

She had a strong feeling that Stephen was still by her side, especially when the rude man wanted to assault her just then sexually. However, the feeling disappeared once everyone was gone.

Was it an illusion?

"Kylie, what's wrong?" Fannie asked her.

"Nothing," Kylie said, then walked away with Fannie.

When the passage became quiet again, a figure slowly showed at its end. There was a gentle smile on a pair of beautiful eyes.

Like what Fannie just had said, Nate complained once they got back. "If you don't come back any longer, we have to search for you in the washroom!"

"We just used the ladies' room!" Fannie rolled her eyes at him, then said to Ethan, "We ran into a terrible man on our way back. He wants to assault Kylie sexually but is quite unlucky today."

Hearing that, Ethan was annoyed. He asked Kylie with concern, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Kylie said.

Fannie, instead, clenched her teeth. "He deserves to be injured, but I wonder how did he manage to cut his wrist by falling down on the ground?"

"No idea." Kylie shook her head. "I think he must have cut the aorta given the amount of blood he lost."

Nate interrupted them at this moment all of a sudden. "If I had met him, I would have killed him!" Fannie lightly kicked his leg. "Look at you. Who knows which one could win!"

Kylie laughed, looking at them.

When they left the restaurant, Ethan walked Kylie to get in his car but found he left his phone on the dining table. He turned to pick his phone up and told the restaurant manager to show him the surveillance video of the passage.

The manager looked confused, pointing at the waiter on the screen. "He doesn't work here."

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Kylie opened her eyes, feeling sleepy when she heard the sound of opening a car door. "Did you get your phone?"

"Yeah." Ethan raised the temperature in the car and covered Kylie in a blanket. "Have some sleep if you're sleepy."

Kylie turned herself to a comfortable position and pinched her face. "I sleep or eat all day long. Look at me, I'm fat now."

"You're pregnant, and you should rest more." Ethan fastened the safety belt for Kylie and gently rubbed her belly. "Will you attend the activity held by your fundraiser to collect money in a few days?"

"Of course, I will." Kylie leaned on Ethan's arm. "William has agreed to help me gain more attention. The more people involved in it, the more influential the fund will be."

"I'll go with you." Ethan tucked an unruly lock of hair behind her ear, then started the car.

"You don't need to do that. I know you're very busy dealing with your business yourself." Kylie looked at Ethan in the blanket. "The Empire Hotel is also yours now, but you still need to run the Century Group well and keep a close eye on the Peak Pictures. You're not a superman."

"Do you care about me?" Ethan glanced at her, then focused on the road ahead.

"Of course, yes!" Kylie reached out her hand from the blanket and rubbed Ethan's strong shoulder. "You're my beloved husband, and I should care about you."

Ethan hugged Kylie with one arm. "Glad to know that. I'm your husband, and I should care about you too."

Kylie giggled. "Fine, you can go with me, but don't donate money to my fundraising activity. I want to see how much money I can collect on my own."

"Mine is yours." Ethan kissed her, then sped up.