Chapter 577: Chapter 577

The thing Zhouzhou mentioned, Hazel Langley was still somewhat curious.

So, she took Zhouzhou’s phone and glanced at it—it was a highly pixelated photo leaked by a paparazzo.

The upright posture of that man did indeed resemble Jasper Faulkner’s.

However, the two people in the photo were just standing there, not even touching, yet rumors still spread—this coincidence was really something.

Hazel Langley curled her lips into a smile; everyone in the industry knows the unspoken rules.

"Hazel, should we also apply to be the spokesperson for Zenith Diamonds? Wasn’t Serena Quincy flaunting in front of you today? We should crush her."

Hazel Langley thought for a moment and nodded, "Mm, go ahead and sign up."

She didn’t actually intend to crush Serena Quincy; she was simply thinking she could use it as an opportunity to see Jasper Faulkner more.

Hazel Langley found contentment easily.

Back at the door to her room, Hazel Langley bid Zhouzhou farewell with a wave and then entered her room.

Unexpectedly, the next moment she saw the person Zhouzhou and she had been talking about.

Jasper Faulkner was sitting on the sofa, his handsome outline hidden in the dim light.

His white shirt was unbuttoned by two buttons, his tie discarded to the side, exuding a relaxed and lazy aura.

Hazel Langley watched as his slender fingers fiddled with his phone, a expression somewhere between a smirk and a smile on his lips.

She immediately felt guilty, turned back to check there was no one outside, then closed the door, "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to show you something," Jasper Faulkner wiggled the phone in his hand.

Curious, Hazel Langley walked over.

Jasper Faulkner pulled her in; Hazel Langley instantly landed on his lap.

Hazel Langley watched as he unlocked the phone, and in that position, they started looking at the phone.

Instantly, Hazel Langley saw the text she sent to Eleanor Sterling.

"You have plenty of resources? Little puppy dog, big bad wolf?"

Hazel Langley felt like swearing—damned Eleanor Sterling, she was only teasing, yet somehow the message got to Jasper Faulkner.

Is there a sister who would sell you out ?

No wonder he came to the room; who could tolerate their woman putting a green hat on them?

Hazel Langley awkwardly smiled, "It was just a joke."

Seeing him in formal attire, his suit jacket tossed to the side, Hazel Langley wrapped her arms around his neck, softly asking, "Did you just return from a business trip?"

Smelling the sweet fragrance on Hazel Langley, the gloom between Jasper Faulkner’s brows dissipated some, his Adam’s apple bobbed.

They hadn’t seen each other for half a month; during that time, he’d been busy with company matters, traveling elsewhere. This text is hosted at novel-fire.net

And Hazel Langley had been busy with work; he had just returned to Aethelgard and received a message from his dear brother, nearly exploded with rage.

Hence, he didn’t even go home but directly came to her place.

Jasper Faulkner buried his head in her chest, breathed in her fragrance, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

Hazel Langley glanced at it, stood up, and walked over to open the door. Outside stood Isaac Shaw, another rising star from today’s magazine shoot.

"Isaac Shaw? Is something up?"

She kept the door ajar, leaving only a narrow gap, blocking the view inside.

Isaac Shaw asked, "Hazel, we’re going for a late-night snack, wanna join?"

"I’m dieting, not going, you guys enjoy."

Hazel Langley was about to shut the door, but Isaac Shaw quickly stopped her, "Wait!"

"Is there anything else?"

"Are you free in a few days? I’d like to invite you to the amusement park," Isaac Shaw asked tentatively.

Hazel Langley shook her head, "Sorry, I have a schedule."

Disappointment flashed across Isaac Shaw’s face; he wanted to say something, but Hazel Langley had already said, "Today’s shoot was quite tiring, I’m going to rest, bye."

Then, the door closed.

Hazel Langley turned back to see Jasper Faulkner’s cold expression, her mind filled with three words.

Jasper Faulkner stood up, walked toward her while taking off his watch and picked up the tie, grabbing her slender white wrist.

His voice carried a hint of danger as he asked in a low voice, "Do you like little puppy dogs or big bad wolves?"

Hazel Langley awkwardly smiled, could she just not like either?