Chapter 69

"Then, Mr. Rafael, maybe we can take a photo together some other time." Kaylee awkwardly waved her hands, afraid of bothering Rafael "Sure." Rafool did insist

The concert was about to start, and Flom and Connor, among others, made their way

out from backstage.

"Devin, can you look up everything about Connor for me? I want all the information. Rafael's eyes flashed with a cold light as he watched Connor walking away arm in arm with Flom "Understood," Devin nodded

Flora and her group's tickets were in the third row in the middle of the Inner field

The first five rows of the inner field were sold to the public, mostly to directors and producers coming to support the event. These were people of status.

As Flora and her group took their seats, they attracted a lot of attention.

The entertainment circle was small. Almost everyone knew each other.

A group of unfamiliar faces, especially as young as they were, naturally drew curious and scrutinizing glances.

Most of the attention was on Flora and Connor

The lighting around them was dim, with sudden flashes illuminating their perfectly sculpted features. They seemed destined for the stage, captivating everyone's attention just by siting there. Several directors and producers could hardly contain themselves. They had never seen such promising talent, with looks that could dominate the entertainment industry.

"Which agency are you with?" A director sitting in front of Flora had been watching her for a while and couldn't help but turn around and

ask

"We're not in the entertainment industry, we haven't signed with any agency" Flora replied.

Not signed with any agency?!

The excitement among the crowd grew,

ww, and several top agents couldn't stay seated any longer.

"Miss, are you interested in entering the entertainment industry?" An agent from a few rows back couldn't help but turn her head. She was one of the most reputable agents in the industry, known for propelling artists to at least mid-tier fame. From the moment she saw Flora, she knew this girl could be a star

She then couldn't help but glance at Connor.

The man looked in his early twenties. He had a pair of captivating eyes, exuding a sense of aloofness. Despite wearing a simple white shirt, his every move radiated nobility and indifference, intimidating even a seasoned industry veteran like her.

"Sorry, I'm still in school and don't plan to enter the entertainment industry for now."

"What grade are you in?"

"Senior year.

"Then you should focus on your studies. But no worries, take my business card, and after you graduate, feel free to contact me." Without waiting for a response, the agent handed over her card, eager not to lose such promising talents, Trust my judgment. You and your handsome friend could become even more popular than Rafael."

"How can you scout people at Rafael's concert? The girl is still in high school; you're too eager."

"That's right"

Several colleagues chimed in, then handed their business cards to Flora.

"You're born for the stage. It'd be a waste not to enter the entertainment industry. Just focus on your exams for now, and think it over No rush, just call me when you're ready."

"I have a script that's about to start shooting in a few months, and there's a role of the fourth female lead that I think would suit you perfectly. Feel free to call me if you're interested."

In no time, Flora's hands were filled with business cards. She found it both amusing and slightly overwhelming.

In the distance, Jennifer watched, her nose almost crooked with anger.

These were the big shots of the Industry, with immense influence and high standards. Before, she had gone through great lengths just to meet them, barely getting a word in, let alone a glance. And now, they were all fawning over Flora.

Why did Flora get everything!

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