Chapter 2 So you really are Annabelle's agent

"Be confident. Since Joseph personally named you, it shows that he has a good impression of you. Even if it doesn't work out, there are many similar endorsements. I will help you find other more suitable ones." Fiona comforted Annabelle.

　　Speaking of it, Fiona was about the same age as Annabelle.

　　But Fiona's dress was very mature: neat and capable clothing, black-framed glasses, slightly darker lipstick, making her look a few years older than her actual age. Coupled with her calm temperament, she looked quite like a mature woman, making people unconsciously want to trust her.

　　Of course, there was one more thing. She never told her own artists her real age. Whenever she joked about it, she said she's already in her thirties.

　　Fiona drove the car to the restaurant entrance, first letting Annabelle out of the car, then went to find a parking space.

　　When she finished everything and entered the restaurant, she actually bumped into Joseph and his assistant at the door.

　　She arrived more than ten minutes early, so she should have had time to freshen up. Unexpectedly, after three years apart, Joseph had changed his usual habit of making people wait.

　　"You're here too-" Upon seeing Fiona, his assistant hurried over to greet her and asked, "Where's Annabelle?"

　　"She got off first and should be in the private room or restroom."

　　"Then let's go," the assistant responded, and then introduced Fiona to Joseph, saying, "Joseph, this is Annabelle's agent, Fiona."

　　"Fiona, this is our group's CEO, Joseph."

　　Since the last high-profile divorce incident, Joseph had been abroad and just returned home last month to take over his family's business.

　　Fiona looked up at him; after three years, compared to her earth-shattering changes, he seemed to have no difference.

　　Still dressed in a well-tailored black suit, with a narrow waist and slender legs. The collar of his white shirt was casually open, revealing his elegant collarbone. He was handsome, refined, and a bit sexy, with an appearance and temperament that were no less impressive than those of the male artists under her command.

　　Perhaps just coming from a dining table, Fiona could even smell a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol on him.

　　"Hello, Joseph," Fiona nodded politely, as if it were truly their first meeting.

　　However, he was staring straight at her and said, "So you really are Annabelle's agent."

　　With a premeditated tone and a hint of joyful confirmation, he spoke these words. His deep eyes revealed an undisguised smile, as if he was about to embrace her and give her a passionate greeting after a long separation.

　　Fiona was slightly stunned for a second, then took a step back and smiled, saying, "Let's go inside first."

　　In her heart, she was thinking, "how could he be so shameless, acting like nothing happened."

　　Although Fiona did not understand Joseph's attitude, she still had to maintain the decorum in front of her own artist and the other party's assistant.

　　Fortunately, Joseph was straightforward and did not make things difficult. He immediately gave generous terms and agreed to her modifications to the contract.

　　Afterwards, Joseph's assistant drove them to the jewelry store of Thomas Group near the restaurant.

　　In a few days, it would be fashion week. Every fashion week could not do without the secret competition between female celebrities.

　　Compared to the competition among dress brands, the battle among jewelry brands on the red carpet seemed to be even more fierce. Since Annabelle was now the spokesperson, she naturally had to pick a few pieces of jewelry to attract attention.

　　But what's rare was that Joseph actually came to do this in person.

　　Fiona watched as the store clerk took out one piece of jewelry after another that had been locked in the safe on normal days, and then followed along to help select and inspect them.

　　Annabelle's red carpet dress was already custom-made, and Fiona recommended several based on it. Annabelle then tried them on one by one.

　　At this moment, Joseph walked over and said, "Do you have anything you like? Have a try."

　　One piece of the jewelry could cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

　　According to Annabelle's current value, although there were many brands sponsoring her, jewelries were usually required to be returned after the events. However, Joseph was different. He not only let Annabelle choose freely, but also let her agent choose with her.

　　Fiona: "You are really generous."

　　Joseph: "It's okay, it's all for brand promotion."

　　Fiona laughed, but she didn't choose any jewelry on the counter. Instead, she looked at the set of diamond jewelry on the central screen of the store and said, "Actually, I quite like that set."

　　That was Thomas Jewelry's flagship jewelry of the year, consisting of a pair of 10-carat pear-shaped earrings and a necklace. The necklace was made up of oval, pear-shaped, and olive-shaped cut white diamonds, totaling over 200 carats. It was said to have been handcrafted for thousands of hours and was truly radiant and luxurious.

　　This whole set was worth no less than 2 million US dollars.

　　Annabelle's hand wearing the jewelry paused, and she quickly turned her head to look at her own agent. She didn't understand why she, who had always been sensible, would say such embarrassing words now.

　　But Joseph wasn't upset after hearing it, he turned to the salesperson and asked, "Is that set of jewelry here?"

　　"Yes."

　　"Get it out."

　　"Oh, just trying it out." Annabelle breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself that Joseph had quite a high emotional intelligence.

　　The salesperson quickly took out the diamond necklace from the safe in the back room.

　　Fiona looked at the thing in front of her, took off her earrings, and was about to try them on. Unexpectedly, Joseph picked them up first, approached her, and personally helped her put them on.