His Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 1136: Someone Applies to Join1

Chapter 1136

He chewed on a strip of squid and stared at the famous star Damien Hart, who was helping his sister Chloe by passing things and cleaning musical instrunts.

Chloe was quite curt with Damien Hart, not even using respectful address when talking to him.

As far as he knew, Damien Hart was several years older than both of them. He seed to be slightly older than his own brother.

Despite this, Chloe called him simply "Hart", not with affection, but more like a boss calling her underling.

The strange thing was, Damien Hart didn’t seem unhappy at all but obeyed with a smile throughout.

He continued eating his squid strip silently.

At that mont, Chloe tossed a set of clothes onto his drowsy face. "Change into this. You’ll wear it on stage later."

Robert Foster took the clothes and had a look. "Chloe, I’m the drumr, do I really need to dress so formally? Give it to Teacher Hart. I want sothing more comfortable."

"He has his own set, you wear this one. It’s not too formal."

Only then did Robert Foster open up the clothes to look at them. They were still loose and comfortable, but they matched in color and style with the ones Damien Hart was wearing, and they looked quite neat.

He nodded, "Okay, I’ll go change."

"Wait."

Robert turned back: "Hmm?"

Chloe blinked: "I have sothing to discuss with you."

Seeing the seriousness in Chloe’s eyes, a rarity, he beca serious as well: "Please go ahead."

Chloe said, "We’re lacking a pianist."

"Ah, do I need to call soone?"

"No need, soone has applied to join, but I wanted to ask your opinion."

Robert Foster was puzzled.

"You don’t need to ask his opinion. It’s your performance." Milton White slowly walked in.

Robert’s face imdiately tensed up, and his eyes flashed.

After a mont of struggle, he said, "I’m not that petty. Chloe, you don’t need to consider . Anyway, this is a gift for my brother."

He snorted coldly and went into the changing room.

Milton White’s face slightly relaxed, and he said to Chloe, "He’s grown up."

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Manie York arrived at the Fosters’ with a gift in hand, first visiting the old master before heading to the east wing looking for Alex.

Evelyn Thompson was busy setting up the birthday party in the courtyard. It looked like she wasn’t planning a grand celebration, but the setup was very warm and cozy.

Life-size posters of Alex at various ages from childhood to the present were placed at the entrance. There were different poses—playing the violin, playing baseball, wearing a doctoral cap.

Manie was amused, thinking to herself that Grim Reaper had been handso his entire life.

"Aunt, I’m looking for Brother Alex, this is a gift."

Evelyn Thompson gave a faint smile, "Alex isn’t ho."

"Huh? But this...isn’t it his birthday?"

"Correct." Although Evelyn Thompson didn’t want to explain, out of politeness, she continued, "He’ll be back later."

Manie was quite disappointed.

To co in, she had reapplied her makeup in the car, and it took her quite a while to get down.

"Well, this is the gift. I’ll leave it here. I have a performance tonight so I probably can’t co again."

"No problem, thank you." Evelyn Thompson said.

Manie turned around, disappointed, and slowly walked out.

Evelyn Thompson took a glance at the gift in her arms, sighed, then turned around and handed it to a servant to place on the table.

On the other side, as soon as six o’clock arrived, the seats in the stadium were filled. Everyone held banners for their teams and many wore uniform clothes to show support for their departnts.

As the twilight fell, the stage lights lit up brilliantly. Surrounding it were various advertisents from sponsors, and the grand prizes for the final champion of the evening, apart from a million-dollar cash prize and relevant honorary certificates and trophies, also included a business vehicle worth 200,000, exclusively for departntal official use.