Chapter 83 At nine oâclock, Agnes and Ivan hit the road and headed to the airport.
On the way there, Agnes kept her trap shut, not trying to start a conversation Ivan, on the other hand, was fishing for stuff to talk about, trying to break the ice.
Finally, Ivan kicked things off, âAgnes, Jared can be a bit of a handful, huh?â
Agnes was taken aback, but not because of the question Ivan brought up She was surprised because Ivanâs âAgnesâ came out so naturally, so affectionately, she wasnât used to it.
Ivan glanced at Agnes, like heâd read her mind. He laughed, âYou better get used to me calling you that, Iâm your manager nowâ
Agnes, who felt like Ivan had seen through her, blushed slightly and just replied with a simple âokayâ. Then she said, âHeâs actually great. Talented, gentle, and can cook. Heâs a bit of a clean freak, but overall, heâs alrightâ
Agnes was telling the truth, she thought Jared was Mr. Perfect. Sometimes, his perfection made him seem out of her league.
Ivan just laughed, âThatâs because you donât know him well enough. He might seem perfect on the surface, but deep down, heâs stingy, strict, arrogant, and possessiveâ
Agnes frowned, her voice sharp. âYouâre my husbandâs friend. Itâs not cool to say bad things behind his back..â
Agnes felt a little peeved The fact that Jared would go for a drink with Ivan in the middle of the night showed they were as thick as thieves.
Ivan turned to look at Agnes, a smirk playing on his lips, âHusband...â
Agnes suddenly realized what sheâd said. The word âhusbandâ had slipped out before she even knew it Ivan said, âLooks like you two made up. Last time Jared look you away, he looked pissed. I was worried there could have been some misunderstanding between you two But seeing you defend him like this, Iâm relieved.â
Agnes finally got it. Ivan had been badmouthing Jared on purpose just to test the waters about her relationship with Jared.
They arrived at the airport in no time.
As soon as Agnes and Ivan walked into the terminal, they saw a sea of people at the exit.
It was clear as day that they were a mob of crazed fans there to welcome their idol..
Just as Agnes was wondering which celeb was coming, the crowd started to go wild.
Screams were flying left and right.
âJustin, I love you!!â
The crazy screams mixed with crying filled the entire airport.
First, a ton of security guards formed two lines in the crowd, creating a path. And then, surrounded by a bunch of assistants, the one and only Justin walked out, worshipped by everyone.
Yes, that guy. The hottest Aâlist male star of the moment. The newly crowned king of film, the heartthrob of the entertainment industry â Justin!
Agnes impression of Justin still stuck to that grand event a year ago.
Every time she thought of that incident, she couldnât help but frown. Although Justin was the undisputed popularity king. Agnes was not a big fan of him.
Justin was wearing a whiteâgrey linen shirt. Even though the color seemed a bit oldâfashioned, he looked damn good in it.
To say Justinâs face could âlaunch a thousand shipsâ was far from an exaggeration. Even the most handsome guys in the entertainment industry would feel inferior standing next to him.
Justinâs fandom wasnât just girls, a ton of guys were also head over heels for his good looks. The most famous example was the billionaireâs son, Kevin. He spent a fortune confessing his love to Justin on a giant screen in Times Square, which even made international news.
Agnes turned to Ivan and said, âDonât tell me weâre picking up Justin.â