Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 539: Chapter 538: The Two Secretly Compete

Director Simons felt that he had already pointed out enough, and whether Bella Acker could catch on was up to her.

Although cozying up to Damian Sinclair would bring countless benefits, she had Archer Quinn’s support, so she didn’t need to pay much attention to anyone else in this circle.

Director Simons didn’t know the truth of the matter. He thought he understood quite well, and called Bella Acker and Archer Quinn to join the others in the private karaoke room.

Although Damian Sinclair had been paying attention to Bella Acker’s movements, now that she had arrived, he instead sat on the sofa clutching his wine glass, pretending not to see her at all.

Bella Acker walked over, instinctively glancing in Damian Sinclair’s direction.

Seeing him holding his wine glass, legs crossed, silently leaning on the sofa without looking her way, her gaze involuntarily darkened.

Clearly, she was the one who said it was over, yet she was also the one who was reluctant to let go.

Bella Acker lowered her eyelids, retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, and found a relatively darker corner to sit in.

At this moment, Archer Quinn had already been led to Damian Sinclair by Director Simons.

Director Simons said, "President Sinclair, Archer is the male lead of our film. Archer, you should be acquainted with President Sinclair, right?" He knew Damian Sinclair was also an investor in "Brocade River and Mountain," hence the question.

"Not very well."

"Not well."

The first sentence was said by Archer Quinn, and the second by Damian Sinclair. Both spoke almost simultaneously.

After speaking, they glanced at each other, each barely raising an eyebrow.

Earlier at the table, everyone had toasted Damian Sinclair, except for Archer Quinn, who always mingled well. He completely ignored Damian Sinclair, only smiling and chatting with those next to him, without directing a toast or making any effort to engage him.

Director Simons at this moment finally sensed something amiss, his gaze wandering back and forth between Archer Quinn and Damian Sinclair, and chuckled, "President Sinclair, this is the male lead of our movie, Archer Quinn. Archer, you must have heard of him; no need for introductions?"

Director Simons gave Archer Quinn a covert wink, signaling him not to throw a tantrum.

Damian Sinclair was not an ordinary figure, offending him would be disadvantageous to anyone.

Archer Quinn smiled, raised his wine glass to Damian Sinclair, and said, "President Sinclair’s reputation precedes you."

"Unfortunately, I haven’t heard of you," Damian Sinclair also raised his glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one go.

Archer Quinn was unfazed, still smiling warmly, he also raised his glass to drink.

Director Simons watched beside them, sighing at the evident tension, wondering if Archer Quinn and President Sinclair not only knew each other but had a past conflict?

Observing the two as if they were about to spring into a fight at any second, Director Simons dared not let Archer Quinn and Damian Sinclair interact further, and hurriedly changed the subject, saying, "Archer, I haven’t heard you sing in a long time, why not perform a song for everyone?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Quinn’s singing is the best. If he released an album, I’d be the first to buy it," someone immediately chimed in.

Archer Quinn didn’t hesitate, took the prompt with a smile, and stepped forward saying, "Pick a song for me, History-Maker."

"Got it." The person guarding the karaoke machine quickly selected and played it, the upbeat prelude with a bit of excitement began to play.

Archer Quinn took the wireless microphone, walked to the high stool, and sat down. His left leg bent resting on the footrest, his right leg naturally relaxed on the floor.