"How did it go?" Just as Keith put down his phone, his assistant George Carter anxiously asked for the results. Kimberly had not contacted Keith for many days, which was not good news for them, they could only hope that the situation would not develop in the worst direction now.

"What else can I do? It's just like that. I don't know who's sending her damaging information about me behind my back." Keith kicked over the trash can in frustration. He frowned and said, "Don't let me catch him, or I'll definitely teach him a lesson."

George looked down on this little celebrity, who had a bad temper and useless in accomplish anything, but he still had to comfort him. "Don't worry. Wasn't she obsessed with you before? This is just a momentary anger, she'll come back in two days to coax you."

"But..." Keith was a little hesitant. Thinking about how it had been many days, Kimberly still treated him coldly. "It seems different this time."

"What's so different about it? Wasn't she angry before? In the end, everything still went well. Don't worry."

"She still won't tell me why she's angry. I'm really annoyed. Why is this woman so troublesome?" Keith sat on the sofa and took a sip of wine. "I've never dated such a difficult woman."

"Why don't we..."

George saw through his intention to give up and knew that there was no use in encouraging him now, he insidiously mentioned his boss. "This is President Harrison's order. You shouldn't have thought of failing, right? He's our boss. I don't think you'll..."

Keith shuddered and recalled the scene in President Harrison's office at that time.

At that time, he was still a mediocre actor. The richest person he had ever met was Kimberly, who was willing to invest a lot of money for him.

At first, he had really had his heart set on Kimberly. However, the company's senior management at that time suddenly called him, who was a nobody to go to the office. He was flustered and did not know what he had done wrong.

However, President Harrison's kindness had deceived him at the beginning. He had made empty talk and comforted him with ideals and the future, but he had not promised anything practical. However, what changed his mind was the A-rank contract. After all, in the past, he had only been able to sign a C-rank contract even after begging.

The only request was for him to deceive Kimberly, and the company's senior management would annex the Smith family's business and give him a certain amount of "hard-earned money".

Keith immediately dispelled the idea of giving up. "Of course not. I will definitely capture Kimberly easily."

"I remember that she was on the trending searches previously. She also had to participate in the variety show 'Super Heartthrob'. Isn't this a good opportunity to make up?"

George thought about the news he had seen previously and immediately decided, "You should also participate in it and strive for a better relationship."

"That variety show? Won't that lower my status?" Keith initially wanted to retort, but when he saw his expression that was as black as a pot lid, he changed his mind. "Alright then."

"That's good, that's good. Then I'll go check on your schedule first." George patted him on the shoulder before leaving. His pat symbolized a deeper meaning.

Keith was shocked by this, but when he thought of the good days ahead, he gritted his teeth and told himself softly, "When I succeed, the first thing I'll do is to make George wish he was dead. How dare you threaten me in this manner."

"I have to take her down."

Kimberly hung up the phone and returned to the living room. She said to James, who was sitting on the sofa, "I'm sorry, I didn't disturb you, did I? I remember you were still eating."

"No, I'm done eating." He casually asked, "Ex-boyfriend?"

"More or less. We were going to talk about marriage, but I didn't expect that person to be so disgusting behind my back."

"There are indeed more bad people in this world." James pointed at the fruit plate and asked, "Do you want to eat some to calm your anger?"

Kimberly looked at the fruits that were cut up in such a way that they really didn't qualify as a fruit plate. She deeply understood his culinary skills and abilities. If it weren't for her, he would have to take out food every day.

"Okay." She put a piece into her mouth. In order to encourage his effort, she praised, "It's very delicious."

James turned his face and changed the topic. "Ahem, I think we can divide the work."

"Huh?"

"Since you don't have any income at the moment and your culinary skills are... very good, I think we can split the work?"

"Split the work? How?" Kimberly wondered how the word 'split' would hold up. "Half for you and half for me?"

"Noooo...I will cover all the payment, including your labor fee." James took out a credit card from his wallet and handed it to her. "The monthly limit is 100,000 dollars. It should be able to cover all the expenses."