Spoiled by the Silver Fox

"Emmett, take care of yourself. I promise I'll always be there for you."

"Ha! I'll hold you to that, kiddo! You better not go back on your word!"

"Don't worry, Emmett. I never had the chance to be spoiled by my grandparents, and my dad was out of the picture early on. It was just Mom and me, and she poured all her love into raising me. But I got a taste of fatherly love from Mr. Johnson, our neighbor. He treated me like I was his own daughter. And the affection you've shown me, Emmett, I've felt it with you. All in all, my life's been pretty good."

Emmert couldn't help but twitch his lips at her words. Sebastian, that rascal, had quite the eccentric taste.

A perfectly good fiancée, and Sebastian doted on her like she was his daughter!

And then there was the whole fatherly affection bit.

That was just beyond anyone.

After chatting all the way with Emmert, it was nearly evening when Stephanie took Emily to the dressing room to get ready.

Just as Stephanie was about to start her makeup, she got a call from Maximus.

"Today's Mr. Finnegan's birthday, and we're throwing a surprise bash for him. We're renting out a place for the evening and have got everything set up. Just swing by and join the fun."

Stephanie was surprised, "It's Mr. Finnegan's birthday today? Why didn't anyone mention it sooner? I haven't even got a gift for him!"

"We just found out ourselves and decided to throw something together last minute. Can you make it, kiddo? Mr. Finnegan's fond of you, and he'd be thrilled to see you. Dashiell and the gang will be there too later on."

"Of course, I'll come! But I've got a scene to shoot this evening, and I'm just about to get to work. I won't make it early, but send me the address, and I'll bring Emily along after we wrap up."

"Alright, I'll text it to you."

After hanging up, Emmert hollered at her.

"You little rascal, we're all set to start, and here you are chatting on the phone!"

Stephanie replied with a mischievous grin, "Sebastian. I was just taking a call, no need to bite my head off! I'm on it now."

Emmert just couldn't stay mad at her.

Who could resist such an endearing young woman, all smiles and charm?

Stephanie dashed onto the set, where Sullivan raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Finnegan's birthday?"

"You know Mr. Finnegan too, Sullivan?"

"Yeah, we're acquainted."

"Then come with me tonight and join the party!"

"Not interested."

"Aw, come on! It'll be fun, loads of people and a real good time!"

Sullivan, faced with Stephanie's hopeful look couldn't help but reply, "Fine, but next time the press asks don't say I'm a great guy but not your type. If I'm so great, why aren't you interested? Where's the good in that?" , NovelDrama.Org

She laughed, "You actually pay attention to those interviews?"

"Once in a while, when I'm bored."

"But I was telling the truth."

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Stephanie's mouth twitched, "Are you feeling a bit love-starved, Sullivan?"

"Starved, yeah. Been that way for a while. No one likes me pretty tragic."

She burst into laughter, "Are you serious or just messing with me?" Sullivan looked at her earnestly, "Do I look like I'm joking?" He looked serious.

Stephanie smiled and said, "But why do we have to declare who we like to others? You're a mentor and a friend to me, and we're partners in this film Thave a lot of respect for you, Sullivan."