Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 52: Miss Evans, Will You Not Help?

"Because you're valuable!"

Gwenda spoke quickly and confidently, "My studio has just been established and needs talented folks

like you."

"But I don't think I'm valuable,"

Hayden said dejectedly.

In recent years, every piece of work that he had composed would never be seen or heard of again after

he had released them.

With this track record, how in the world was he valuable?

"Mr. Simmons, you have to believe in yourself, as well as my judgment," Gwenda said comfortingly,

"You know Cecilia Kelly, right? When she first left KG Entertainment, she wasn't much better than you.

But look at her now, a brilliant artist getting the attention she deserves."

Gwenda's voice was strong and powerful.

Her confidence moved Hayden, and hope began to burn in his heart.

Seeing that Hayden was beginning to waver, Gwenda quickly continued.

"I'm not asking you to leave the company now and join my studio today. I will give you time to consider,

but I hope you will make a decision as soon as possible. After all, time waits for no one!"

Gwenda gave him her business card and said, "This is my business card. If you have made your

decision, you can come to me at any time."

With that, she grabbed her handbag and prepared to leave.

Hayden gazed at her, his grip on the business card tightening a little as he gritted his teeth and stopped

her. "Miss Evans..."

Gwenda stopped in her tracks, a sense of joy rising in her heart as she thought, "He has taken the

bait."

...

"Will you pay the liquidated damages for me?"

Turning around, Gwenda said, "That's not a problem, and the compensation isn't a problem either. I

can pay whatever you need."

Hearing that, Hayden looked down and sighed in relief. When he looked up, he smiled at Gwenda and

said, "Okay, I agree."

Gwenda smiled joyfully. "Wonderful!"

Having dealt with Hayden, Gwenda felt immensely relieved and left the cafe in high spirits.

The moment she got into the car, Gwenda's phone rang.

Upon looking at her phone, she saw that it was an unknown number.

She answered it and said, "Hello?"

"Miss Evans, I'm Otto Roux."

Gwenda was stunned as Olivier's face came to her mind. "Mr. Roux, is something the matter?"

"Are you free, Miss Evans? My boss is in urgent need of your assistance."

"What happened?"

Gwenda asked with a frown as her heart skipped a beat.

"It's a long story. Basically, it's the boss' grandmother. She's constantly urging him to get married and

has even arranged for a banquet for blind dating. She even said that he had to pick one girl and bring

her home, or she would starve herself to death unless boss gets one."

Otto tried to make it sound as tragic as possible, his tone filled with sorrow.

Learning that Olivier was not the one in trouble, Gwenda relaxed before asking in confusion, "Then...

what has this got to do with me?"

Otto was stunned.

"Huh?

Why isn't it going the way it's supposed to?" Otto wondered in confusion.

"Did you call me because you want me to solve this issue?"

Gwenda was puzzled, "But I don't know Olivier's grandmother, so I can't dissuade her. What could I

possibly do to help?"

"Of course you can help, Miss Evans!"

Otto said enthusiastically, "Not only can you help, but you're also the only one who can!"

Gwenda facepalmed and knew that Otto must have misunderstood her. She said, "Mr. Roux, Olivier NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

and I are not in a romantic relationship."

"I know."

Because if they were, he would not have to put in so much effort to convince Gwenda to go and meet

Olivier's grandmother to begin with.

Then, Otto said with earnestness, "Miss Evans, no matter how you look at it, boss did save your life.

Not to mention the fact that he's still got that scar from saving you. Now that he's in trouble, you can't

possibly stand by and do nothing, right?"

Gwenda was struck speechless.