Noah thought for a moment before he walked up to Xavier. “It’s simple. Take me to your new company.”
Xavier was a bit surprised. “Why do you want to go to my company?”
“I just want to see how big your company is, Mr. Xavier.”
Given how things were going, Noah sensed that Yvette might accept his bastard father again. If they were going to live together, Noah felt it was only right to assess his father’s capabilities. If Xavier didn’t measure up, Noah still wouldn’t approve of Yvette being with him.
“Alright, I’ll take you tomorrow. Now, spill the beans.” Xavier agreed, curious about what Noah was up to.
Only then did Noah say, “The person Mom was with today is named Aaron Miller. He’s just a singer Mom helped when she was abroad. Now, he’s a super-famous international superstar.” International superstar? Aaron Miller? The name sounded familiar, but Xavier couldn’t quite place it.
Mark had mentioned it earlier, but Xavier generally didn’t bother remembering celebrity names.
“Mr. Xavier, he’s really handsome. Mom said he’s mixed. Do you know what that means? It’s when someone has parents from different countries. The TV says mixed-race people are perceived as more attractive.” Xavier snickered at this. “Don’t believe everything you see on TV. Do you know what a mule is?”
Noah looked at him, puzzled. “Isn’t that some kind of animal?”
“A mule is a cross between a horse and a donkey. It’s bigger than a donkey and has a more docile temperament than a horse, but it has one fatal flaw.”
“What’s that?” Noah asked, intrigued.
“It can’t have any offspring.”
Noah wasn’t as naive as he looked. He quickly caught on that his bastard father was insinuating that Aaron wouldn’t have any future children.
How his bastard father could get away with being so sharp-tongued and still be alive was a miracle.
As Xavier was about to leave, he paused and asked, “Between Aaron and me, who’s better looking?”
Noah was taken aback. After a moment, he stammered, “M-Mr. Xavier, you both have your strong
points, but he’s younger than yout
heard Mom say he’s two or three years younger than her. Before Grandma left, she said that it was good luck for the woman to be older than the man.
“Kiki also said that she likes men who are like big puppies. That probably means Mr. Aaron, right?”
Xavier had always been confident in his looks, but when it came to age… He was in his early 30s now-how could he compete with someone in their 20s? The worst part was that his eyesight was currently impaired, so he couldn’t even be sure if Aaron was more handsome than him.
At night, Xavier always followed Yvette to bed. Even if she locked the door, it would always end up with her not knowing how Xavier kept getting inside. Since Xavier hadn’t done anything else, she hadn’t stopped him.
One night, Xavier grasped Yvette’s hand and asked, “Would you like to write your songs at my company from now on?” “Why?” Yvette was puzzled, as their home was large enough, and she had a dedicated space for songwriting. “Don’t you think the atmosphere at the company is better for doing creative work?”
“No, I’d rather stay at home where I can be with Noah. If he needs anything, I’ll be right there,” Yvette declined. Xavier couldn’t find another reason to get her to come to the company and be with him every day.
“Has your friend scheduled any other times to meet?” he asked again.
Yvette didn’t hide anything. “I’m writing songs for him. If anything is amiss, we need to discuss them together.”
Xavier didn’t expect them to be collaborating as well.
“I’ll buy all your songs in the future.” Worried that Yvette might become suspicious, he quickly added, “I’m planning to bring over all the artists from Carnival Central Media. You could compose songs full-time.” However, Yvette directly refused him. “No need for that. I only write songs for friends and for myself.”
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