My Fair Stunner

Chapter 61 It's Okay If You Want

Chapter 61 It's Okay If You Want to

Looking at Colin's wicked smile, Faye thought to herself, "Am I afraid? No, I don't think so. As the

saying goes, a beggar can never be bankrupt. He's in a high position and way out of my league. Since

that, why do I refuse his help?"

So without asking how Colin knew about her aunt's illness, Faye said simply, "Thank you."

"It's my pleasure." The cigarette dangled from his lips as Colin spoke.

As they laid eyes on each other, an ambiguous atmosphere floated in the air, and suddenly, a sudden

voice broke into it. "Colin."

Colin looked back with a frown. Mason was staggering over to him with the help of her agent drunkenly.

Byron was delighted to see Colin, but then began to worry.

Having been very drunk, Mason walked up to Colin quickly and took his arms affectionately. "Colin, why

are you here?"

Colin looked down at her with his hands in his pockets. "Have you been drinking?"

Mason had just been offered a leading role so was in a good mood tonight. "Yes, with the director." NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Colin neither withdrew his arm nor pushed her away. "Don't go out to drink. Reporters will photograph

it."

Mason said with her usual coquetry, "So what? You can take care of that for me."

"But I can't take care of you forever. Whether you'll have a successful acting career depends on

yourself."

Although being drunk, Mason understood that Colin was implying that she should act properly.

Mason was silent for a few seconds and then noticed Faye in front of Colin.

Because Faye had been standing with her back to her, Mason didn't recognize her.

She dropped her smile and said to Faye with a trace of displeasure, "Why are you here?"

"By chance," Faye said lightly.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Mason gave a derisive laugh.

Having been at the class reunion and the card room for quite a while, Faye had less energy left over to

deal with Mason. "Mr. Farrell, I think I need to go home. Bye."

"Mmm." Colin answered drily, without showing emotion.

Colin gave a faint smile and took a taxi by the road.

After Faye left, Colin withdrew his arm from Mason's grasp, which caused the smile to freeze on

Mason's face.

Instead of embarrassing her in front of Byron, Colin stepped on the cigarette butt on the ground and

simply said, "Don't let her go out to drink."

"Yes, Mr. Farrell," Byron said respectfully.

Colin pulled loose his tie and added, "It's late. Go back home."

With that, he walked to his car.

Mason stared at his receding back, clenching her fists, and burst out, "Colin, didn't you say you would

hold my birthday party?"

Colin stopped on his track and replied with a deep voice, "We'll make it another day."

Mason's eyes lit up. "I'll be waiting for you."

Watching Colin get in the car, Byron asked in a low voice, "But I'm confused. Have you reconciled with

Mr. Farrell or not?"

"Yes, I have."

Byron heaved a long sigh of relief. "That's good. It's effective that you made a scene the other day."

"Mmm," watching the car disappear into the distance, Mason answered.

Byron continued, "But can't you be nice to Faye? I've told you many times that you can't afford to offend

her. You know, she's..."

Before Byron could finish her words, Mason interrupted in a faint voice, "Do you think Colin and Faye

are good together?"

Byron was dumbfounded by her question. "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Mason took a deep breath.

Over the past decades, Byron had schooled herself to be an acute observer in some aspects. "Are you

asking me about the relationship between Mr. Farrell and Faye?"

"No," Mason denied.

Byron heaved a sigh. "A successful man like Mr. Farrell never lacks a woman beside him. Even if he

doesn't like to play around, plenty of girls will throw themselves at him. Men never refuse to have an

affair with beauties. That's their nature."

Seeing Mason keep silent, Byron warned her, "No matter who Mr. Farrell has an affair with, keep your

position as his childhood friend. You've made a scene. Don't be pettish again."

"Let's go back," Mason said in a tired voice.

In the car, Colin had been fiddling with his cellphone.

Robert played some soft music to lighten the atmosphere.

Spinning the cellphone in his hands, Colin asked Robert, "When will Mason's contract with Farrell

Media expire? "

"One year, I guess," Robert answered.

"Contact another media company and transfer her contract to them," Colin said.

"Mr. Farrell, are you going to terminate the contract?" Robert asked.

"Mmm, find a good company for her."

"OK. I'll take care of it," Robert answered.

It wasn't until Faye was almost home that she found she was still holding Colin's coat. After hesitating

for a few minutes, she sent a message to Colin, "I have your coat."

Colin texted back immediately as usual, "I'll go to get it later."

Faye texted, "It's late now. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

But Colin didn't reply to her message.

When the taxi arrived in front of her house, Faye paid for the taxi and got off. When she got home and

filled the bathtub with water, she heard the doorbell ring.

Obviously, it was Colin outside.

Faye stirred the warm water with her hand and gazed at the ripples, lost in thought. After shaking the

water off her hand, she headed for the door.

She opened the door and saw Faye standing there leaning against the wall in his light shirt.

"For your coat?" Steam rose from her white and slim fingers.

Colin's eyes fell upon her nightdress. "Are you taking a bath?"

Faye replied with a mocking smile and then said, "Are you saying that you want to bathe with me? Mr.

Farrell."

Colin gave a wee smile. "It's okay if you want to."