Feeling overjoyed to see my idol, I brushed Christopher’s arm off and squeezed my way through the crowd as I made my way toward Spencer.
Due to his insane popularity, I couldn’t get anywhere near him no matter how hard I tried. Eventually, I helplessly returned to Christopher’s side and tugged on his sleeve as I begged, “Will you please help me out here, Chris? I really want to get Spencer’s autograph…”
“Nope!” Christopher refused to budge an inch.
“Come on, please… I really want an autograph… It’s my dream to become a great artist like Spencer!” I even tried winking at him, but it didn’t work at all.
“Pfft… That man is nowhere near my level of handsomeness! He may look like a gentleman, but he’s got a ridiculously feminine smile! You’re better off staring at me instead!” Christopher was truly capable of being incredibly insulting when throwing a tantrum.
“Yeah, you’re the most handsome one of all!” I then glanced around and made sure no one was watching us before giving Christopher a quick peck on the cheek. “There, will this do?”
“Hmph!” Christopher raised his chin defiantly, but eventually gave in to my pleas and helped me get close to Spencer.
“Mr. Lynch, can I have your autograph?” I pulled out a diary from my handbag and held it in front of Spencer.
Right as he was about to sign it like he did with everyone else, he paused when he looked at my face and saw Christopher standing next to me. “Chris? What are you doing here? Did you come here to see me?”
“My wife wants your autograph, so just hurry up and sign!” Christopher said impatiently.
“This lady here is your wife?” Spencer stared at me in shock upon hearing that. I wasn’t sure if I was imagining things, but I felt like there was a look of displeasure and disgust in his eyes. That’s weird… I haven’t done anything to piss him off, have I?
“Yes, that’s right. Now, will you please hurry up and sign this? I’m a busy man, so stop wasting any more of my time!” Christopher urged him again.
Spencer let out a helpless chuckle and said, “Chris, what happened back then was a misunderstanding. You’re not still holding a grudge against me, are you?”
That was when I realized the two of them were acquainted and whispered into Christopher’s ear, “Do you know him?”
“He’s just a friend that I’m not really close with,” Christopher replied.
When Spencer returned the diary to me, I noticed he hadn’t signed it at all. In fact, he even crossed out the partial signature he made before pausing earlier. Wait… I thought Spencer was supposed to be a polite gentleman? Why would he do something so rude?
“We grew up together, and you say I’m just a friend you’re not really close with? How hurtful!” Spencer let out another helpless chuckle before shifting his gaze back toward me as he continued, “I’d be more cautious about marriage if I were you. It is something that lasts a lifetime, after all.”
“You don’t have to concern yourself with my personal affairs. Wouldn’t want you to come telling me later on that you fell in love with my woman or anything!” Christopher responded sarcastically with a sneer.
I felt like I had screwed up big time when I realized they were not only acquainted, but also on bad terms with each other. Christopher hated Spencer, and Spencer didn’t like me either.
Of course, I knew better than to ask about their relationship in a public area with so many people around. The paintings displayed on the wall were all masterpieces that had been selected for the exhibition.
I was happily admiring a painting when I noticed Spencer approach mine and whisper something to the staff nearby. The staff then took my painting down and moved it somewhere inconspicuous.
What the hell is the meaning of this? Is he deliberately trying to start trouble with me?
The next thing I knew, a familiar figure entered my field of vision. Crystal walked up to Spencer and chatted with him like they were very close friends.
Oh, I get it now! Crystal has brainwashed my idol! That explains why he was so rude to me earlier! Oh… What a disappointment…
