Chapter 334: Chapter 334
After chatting with Anna Thornton for a while, Henry Willow received a call from his staff, saying that there was a special situation at the newcomers’ selection site that required his personal attention.
Conrad Sterling had previously handed over the entertainment company to Henry Willow, and once he lifted the ban on signing other female artists, Henry entirely let himself loose.
Currently, he has signed five female artists, which isn’t much. But that’s because Henry is saving the spots, planning to hold a newcomer selection contest once a month to select promising artists for signing, giving him a reason to flirt with young girls.
Today was the first newcomer selection, and Henry originally didn’t want to expose his ulterior motives, planning to appear last.
But he suddenly received a call from the staff, insisting he personally handle it before the selection contest.
When Henry arrived, he saw Sarah Grant wearing twin ponytails mingling among the contestants, wearing a midriff-baring idol group performance outfit and mini skirt in the dead of winter, shivering with her arms wrapped around herself.
Henry sighed helplessly and walked toward Sarah Grant.
"What are you doing here?"
Sarah Grant felt a weight on her shoulder and was draped with a men’s jacket, warm and with a familiar scent, which made her smile inwardly.
She knew Henry wouldn’t just stand by and watch her freeze!
"I’m here to participate in your company’s artist selection!" Sarah Grant declared to Henry with full conviction.
"Nonsense!" Henry found her exposed navel an eyesore, "Hurry and go back! You’ll catch a cold dressed like that, and won’t your brother kill me?"
"My brother has gone abroad for business again, and he won’t be back any time soon! Don’t worry!" Follow current novels on ⓝovelFire.net
"Then you can go cause a scene on your own, don’t hang around under my nose for no reason."
"I’m not here for you, I’m here to participate in the selection contest, I want to be a star!"
Oh, such a stubborn girl!
Seeing that Sarah Grant was not giving up, Henry snapped his fingers, calling over the person in charge.
"You’re here for the newcomer selection, right? Which direction?"
"Girl group! I’ve even prepared a dance piece!"
"Alright!" Henry turned to the person in charge and said, "Let her go up first later and have everyone see how ’amazing’ our Sixth Miss Grant’s dance is."
Hearing this, the person in charge nodded repeatedly.
It was rare to see Sixth Miss Grant perform, and everyone, with reverence for the four major families, was very much looking forward to it.
Marilyn Ford entered the entertainment industry and created the myth of the youngest Best Actress in under three years.
Who knows if this Sixth Miss of the Grant Family, Finn Grant’s younger sister, will also amaze everyone.
The other newcomers who came to the selection watched the spectacle, trying to know their competition. The judges were representatives from various departments of Starlight Entertainment, and Henry sat in the middle chair, in a leisurely manner.
He gestured with his chin towards Sarah Grant, who walked onto the stage: please begin your performance.
Sarah Grant was ready for this, and she wasn’t afraid of dancing in front of so many people.
She just found it cold!
Henry didn’t even let anyone turn up the indoor air conditioning; he’s truly not empathetic.
Sarah Grant threw aside the jacket draped over her, rubbed her goosebumped arms, lifted her head, puffed her chest, and strode towards the stage.
"This Miss Grant has quite the talent!" Commented a judge beside Henry.
"There’s a certain charm to her look, her eyes seem to speak." Another judge chimed in.
"She looks great on camera!"
"Her figure is nice too, she fits the petite and cute type that straight guys love."
Listening to their discussion, Henry didn’t comment.
If it weren’t for Sarah Grant’s genuinely nice appearance, Henry wouldn’t have been drawn to her in the first place.
After all, he once belonged to the so-called ’straight guys who love this type.’
But as the music began and Sarah Grant started her performance, Henry folded his arms and leaned back, appearing to anticipate the show.
Sarah Grant, probably having heard last-minute about the newcomer selection at Henry’s company, decided to come without much preparation, practicing the dance for just a few days.
Sarah Grant chose a dance piece, a famous work of an internationally renowned girl group, once known throughout the land, even three-year-olds could learn it.
The dance wasn’t difficult, but what does Sarah Grant have to show? Doesn’t Henry know?
She had been spoiled by the Grant family since childhood, with singing and dancing interests that’d be registered for by ordinary families, but Sarah Grant had attended. Yet she never stuck with anything for long, never achieving proficiency.
Henry thought, the one thing Sarah Grant has persisted in the longest—might just be liking him!
If that’s the case, he’s truly unlucky!
As expected, Sarah Grant’s dancing wasn’t great.
The judges who initially praised her looks were confused for a few seconds when Sarah started moving with the music. Though they wanted to heap exaggerated praise out of respect for Finn Grant, Miss Sixth’s wild dance moves left them speechless. Even those who forced themselves to open their mouths had their expressions stuck on their faces.
The dance was utterly uncoordinated.
None of her moves were on the beat!
Meanwhile, Sarah Grant herself remained unaware, laboring through the dance. Halfway through the music, she took a break, leaning on her knees and panting. After all, being a wealthy heiress, she was unfamiliar with the notion of maintaining a full-stage performance.
With the other onlookers whispering, Henry’s brows rose increasingly high.
Sarah Grant, lacking self-awareness, felt quite proud as she winked at him. Mimicking a girl group’s cutesy heart-thumping gesture, she became so self-satisfied during the final pirouettes that she accidentally fell.
The spectators burst out in laughter, unable to hold it in any longer.
Sarah Grant was wearing a mini skirt, and the fall caused her skirt to ride up to her waist.
Some curious men craned their necks to look, only to quickly retract them at a gentle cough from Henry.
The judges who were poised enough restrained their expressions as much as possible, considering... the Grant Family!
No one dared to speak, or look directly, all eyes turned to Henry.
Their intentions were clear, no matter how poorly Sarah Grant danced, it wasn’t their place to judge.
Finn Grant was not to be trifled with; only Henry could decide Sixth Miss Grant’s fate since she was here because of him.
With her stamina and skill level, who would believe she genuinely wanted a career in entertainment?
Isn’t being a pampered heiress at home a much sweeter deal?
Born into a life envied by others, why endure this hardship unless for sheer vanity?
And why dismiss the notion of Sarah Grant having sheer vanity?
Her pursuit of Henry is well-known throughout Aethelgard!
Forget vanity; Sixth Miss Grant’s pride had long faded from the repeated breakups and reconciliations.
Upon hearing the laughter, Sarah Grant pulled down her skirt hem and turned to the unmoving man, "Henry, aren’t you going to help me up?"