“How are you here?”

Noah froze, staring at the sister in front of him. Not just because she showed up—it was that she looked… even better than before her accident.

“Brother, haven’t you seen the trending posts online? Or paid attention to Mom and me?”

Sylvia walked closer, a flicker of irritation crossing her mind at Noah. But if she wanted to keep moving forward in the entertainment industry, she had to patch things up with him.

Mrs. Newton loved her dearly and wanted to help, but she didn’t understand the entertainment world at all.

Take the ChatterNight gala, for instance. If Noah had been the one arranging it, Sylvia...