Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman

Chapter 595 The Secret Song

Jean felt that Avery was justified when she heard what Avery was saying. Seeing the depressed look

on her face, Jean started thinking and suddenly something dawned on her. With her eyes strangely lit

up, she pulled Avery towards a corner and asked, "Avery, I just remembered. You were on a talent

show where you met the entertainment company you worked for, weren't you? Wasn't that also where

you met Adolf?"

Avery looked at Jean with a puzzled face and replied, "Yes, but what's wrong? Why are you asking me

that now?"

"So how did you end up winning that show? What talent did you utilize? Was it your acting skill, or your

voice?" Jean put forward another question.

"What I am really good at is singing. And that's the genre in which I was competing. But when I met

Adolf, he told me to accept advertising work too, and I did a lot of it. Many producers and directors

found that my acting skills were great too, so I entered the film and television circle. That's how I found This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

my stardom,"

Avery looked at Jean and answered honestly.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to have so many skills and talents. No wonder you are so popular!" Jean was

awestruck on hearing that and complimented admiringly.

"Thank you." When Jean praised her, Avery blushed at once. She then asked shyly, "What made you

ask this so suddenly, Jean?"

"I just wanted to try to pair you both up by making you sing in front of Moore. I know he often listens to

the same song in his spare time. I was wondering if you can sing it..." Jean looked at Avery and

wondered with a smile.

"What song?" Avery was somewhat surprised to hear that someone as dry as Moore had a favorite

song.

She had never seen Moore listen to songs and

had always thought that he didn't like music.

"It's an old classic song, so I think you'll need some time to study it. I'll arrange for you to learn it,"

Jean looked at Avery with a mysterious gaze and replied.

Avery nodded, as if she had complete faith and trust in Jean.

Avery trusting her so much made Jean feel like she was the wolf from Little Red Riding Hood, and

Avery was the little girl.

It wasn't a very nice role to play but for her to pair the two up, she had no other choice.

With that in mind, Jean excused herself to Avery and went upstairs with Zed. Back in the bedroom, she

started searching the Internet for some information. From her face, it was evident that she was really

busy. Zed looked at his wife doubtfully, who was too lost in her work to even give him a glance. "What

are you doing, Jean? Why are you acting so mysteriously?" Zed asked.

Jean just smiled in response. "It's a secret for now! You'll know when you come back in the evening."

"Don't think I don't know. You took Avery aside and whispered for so long just now, so it must have

something to do with Moore. But Jean, you already know that Moore doesn't like Avery. You shouldn't

push it too much,"

Zed cautioned her with a serious face.

"Oh, I really didn't." Jean's face showed grievance. "You'll know when you get back in the evening

anyway. By the way, you haven't been to the company all day today, Zed. You'd better get busy with

your work first!"

"Oh wait," Zed thought out loud sarcastically. "Who was that girl last night who told me that I simply had

to take her to see Calvin no matter how busy I was the next day? But now, just after we have met him,

she is telling me to go to the company as soon as possible. Where is that girl now? You're so

ungrateful, Jean." Zed looked at her with a helpless face.

Jean just grimaced at him and pushed him out. She slammed the door shut and almost hit Zed's high

nose.

Zed was still stunned and stood outside the door with his face full of disbelief.

He was pushed out... out...

Besides feeling helpless, Zed was also curious about what Jean wanted to do.

'Anyway, I will know it by tonight.'

He felt better when he thought of it. When he went downstairs to the living room and saw Moore, who

had no idea what the two girls were up to behind his back and was still immersed in the television

world, Zed could only show deep sympathy for him and go out silently.

'Fortunately, it's not me at the receiving end of all these plans.

Otherwise, I would have really suffered a lot. Take care, Moore.'

Zed left for work.

He was absent-minded all afternoon and wanted to rush home to see what Jean was doing.

But he also thought that Jean would not let him know immediately even if he went home now, so he

had to force himself to stay in the company and read the dull documents.

Hours passed, Zed eventually succeeded in getting through the office hours. He hurriedly tidied up his

desk and got ready to go home.

It was the first time he was so anxious to get off from work and reach home.

The secretary had wanted the boss to sign another document, but when he saw the boss in such a

hurry, he could only swallow back the words that had almost reached his lips.

He just held the document in his arms and considerately thought, 'The boss is anxious to go home. He

must want to accompany his wife. It's not that urgent and can be signed tomorrow, anyway.'

Just as Zed drove into the gate, he saw Moore coming back from behind with a bunch of bags in each

hand, a little laborious.

Zed quickly got out of the car and took most of the bags from him. He looked at Moore and asked,

"Why are you alone, Moore? What about Jean and Avery?"

"They said they were busy and wanted me to go to the supermarket to buy some snacks." Moore

smiled helplessly and continued, "Zed, who knew that the snacks they wanted would be hard to find. I

had to comb through several supermarkets to buy them all."

Zed looked down and saw that the bags in their hands were from several different supermarkets.

Immediately he thought of something, and with a mysterious smile, he purposely complained, "Jean is

really getting spoiled by me. How could she ask you to help her buy snacks? Didn't she know to ask

Toby or someone else to do it? I should educate her later."

"It doesn't matter, Zed," Moore said quickly. "I'm free at home anyway. This way, I get to occasionally go

out for a walk, and I can exercise too."

Seeing Moore, who didn't know what he was going to experience after a while, was still defending Jean

like this, Zed just looked at him, shook his head and smiled unintelligibly.

They walked into the house together. As soon as they entered the porch, they immediately felt that the

atmosphere today was somewhat different.

Although the sky had not yet completely darkened, the lights inside the house had already been

dimmed and there was a strange ambiance inside.

Even the servants hadn't turned on the lights and it was getting darker by the minute.

They exchanged looks and put the bags by the door first. "The servants are more and more difficult to

discipline now. Even the smallest things aren't done well these days." Zed finished and went to press

the switch.

But after pressing back and forth several times, the room was still dark and unchanged at all.

"Is there a blackout?" Zed muttered.

The next second, as if he had understood something, Zed could not help looking at Moore standing by.

Moore didn't find anything unusual and replied comfortingly, "It seems so. Don't worry. I am sure the

electricity will be re-connected soon."

'Since Jean and Avery deliberately sent Moore away just now for a while, it seems that the protagonist

of the story tonight is indeed him.'

Zed felt a sudden sense of relief when he saw that Moore didn't know anything about it. Before this, he

was still complaining that Jean even hid it from him.

But now if he knew about it but didn't inform Moore, he would have felt guilty. This way, he was

fortunate to have been kept in the dark this time.

He really didn't know what the two girls wanted to do.

Even the electricity was out!

They groped slowly into the living room in the dark. Suddenly, a melodious, gentle voice came slowly,

sadly.

"Who knows, what love is..."

The tune was long and lasting. And even at the end of the first line, the intoxicating melody still seemed

to reverberate in their ears.

The lights also came on at this time, causing Zed and Moore to blink several times as their eyes had

adjusted themselves for the dark and the sudden brightness was blinding.

When they could finally see again, they just heard the music ringing again. Avery, with a microphone in

her hand, was singing and walking towards Moore.

She had intoxicating feelings in her eyes and a sad, beautiful expression on her face. With that fair-

sounding melody, Avery sang affectionately and touchingly...