The smile on his face was pure and innocent, his voice softer, full of affection, "Sister, I ca to see you."
Only then did Hannah notice the young man standing behind George Quach.
After so ti apart, the boy had apparently shed his forr boyishness, and along with it his stature had grown significantly, even surpassing George Quach in height.
At Louis Snyder’s words, George Quach was stunned.
He glanced at the two of them, obviously surprised to discover they knew each other.
One was the lead singer of a popular girl band, the other a much-admired national star, who would have thought to connect the two?
George Quach wasn’t stupid, he had suspicions about Louis Snyder’s sudden desire to be a guest on their program, and was vaguely displeased, but he kept his expressions neutral.
In contrast to George Quach’s calm deanor, Matthew Quach was just a seven-year-old boy, feeling a sense of danger upon his first glimpse of Louis Snyder.
Especially since Louis Snyder also called Hannah "sister".
Matthew Quach stepped forward, grasping Hannah’s hand, not saying a word, just warily eyeing Louis Snyder in front of him.
Like he was protecting his food.
The expression on Louis Snyder’s face darkened instantly, his mood sinking to a low point,
Hannah tried to move her hand, but Matthew Quach held her tighter, even using two hands. Not understanding the child’s mind, she decided to let him be, only looking at Louis Snyder and asking, "Why are you here?"
Her words were light, her expression sowhat lazy, her lips without lipstick, yet they held a different red, particularly moist.
Louis Snyder forced himself to shift his gaze, landing on those shiny, pure eyes, his smile seemingly harmless.
George Quach glanced at Louis Snyder, his voice calm, without the earlier warmth, "Louis is a guest in this program, but we don’t have any spare rooms, so we’re thinking of accommodating him here."
He continued, "If you find it inconvenient, I can take him elsewhere."
Matthew Quach was eager to answer for Hannah.
It’s inconvenient, not convenient at all, quickly take this man who is eyeing my sister away!
Throughout, Louis Snyder’s gaze remained on Hannah’s face, with a peculiar kind of persistence, his eyes becoming even darker, his words appeasing, "Sister, could you take in?"
He stared steadily at the person in front of him, his deanor just like before.
Playing the emotional card.
Hannah chuckled lightly, not answering Louis Snyder’s question, but looking at George Quach, "It’s not inconvenient at all, stay if you want to."
*
The guest star joined the crew. Although the official recording had not started, there was a symbolic mini welco ceremony, to help everyone get familiarized with each other.
Without the caras, everyone naturally let loose a bit.
Owen Hanson, having been embarrassed by Hannah a few tis before, finally accepted his lot and stopped hovering around Hannah, only occasionally throwing glances at her.
Probably still a bit unwilling to give up.
After all, Hannah’s beauty was widely recognized in the entire entertainnt industry. Even Jackie Qualls, a film emperor with good looks and body, couldn’t win her. This naturally made her more desirable to conquer.
Unfortunately, Hannah remained seated with Jas Landon, not giving anyone else the chance.
Owen Hanson withdrew his gaze, picked up his glass of water, and before he could take a sip, a sudden pain in his shoulder caused the water to splash on his face, with so of it going up his nostrils.
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