Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 86: Gwenda, You Must Be Feeling Bad

"Yeah. If you debut, I'll totally be the president of your fan club. I will help you boost your popularity and

manage comments as well as finding fans for you."

"Can I really make it?"

"Trust me, you're so pretty. Of course you can!"

Gwenda's eyes flashed with glee. "Doesn't seem like a bad idea."

"It's definitely going to work. You can go back and discuss with your dad."

Justina kept enticing her.

Gretchen's resolve began to waver.

At this time, Martin had finished with another bout of socialising and came over. Overhearing a little of

their conversation, he asked curiously, "What are you two talking about? What do you need to discuss

with your father?"

"Martin."

Gretchen went up to him and held his hand before leaning against him intimately.

Seeing this, Justina chuckled and said, "Mr. Morel, I was talking about Gretchen debuting earlier."

"Debuting? Gretchen?"

"Yes."

Justina said with a smile, "Gretchen is talented. If she doesn't debut, it'll be quite a pity, wouldn't it?

Besides, her family owns a talent management company. It would be easy as pie for her to debut."

"Martin, what do you think about this?"

Gretchen did not dare to call the shots on her own. But this idea had indeed stirred up desire from

within her heart.

Martin thought for a moment and turned to look at her. "Do you want to be an artist?"

"Yes."

Gretchen nodded.

"Then I would support you! As long as you want to do something, I will support you!"

Martin said dotingly.

Hearing that, Gretchen smiled and said, "Thank you, Martin."

"Oh my, such an overt display of affection! I think I can't bear it.'"

Justina joked.

Martin chuckled and kissed Gretchen as if there was no one else present. He then asked softly, "Does

it still hurt?"

"It's much better."

Gretchen said shyly.

"I heard that the organiser will auction a necklace called "Heart of the Ocean" later. I'll buy it and give it

to you. How about that?"

Martin said in a low, soothing tone as he gently pulled her closer to him.

Hearing that, Gretchen leaned into his embrace and simpered, "Isn't that too expensive?"

"For you? It's worth it!"

"Thank you."

Gretchen stood on tiptoes and kissed Martin's cheek. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Ugh, so disgusting."

In the distance, Hattie accidentally saw their intimacy and made a face of revulsion.

Gwenda was confused. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just saw some dirty things."

Hattie said with a look of disdain.

"Dirty things?"

Gwenda followed her gaze.

Hattie immediately went over to block her sight. "Oh, Gwenda, you don't have to look. This sort of thing

is really disturbing."

"Alright then, I won't look."

Seeing Hattie's reaction, Gwenda realised what she was referring to. Her eyes flickered briefly with

understanding before she instructed blandly, "Have you noted down the contact information of those

producers? Don't lose them."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't lose them so easily. I've already entered them into my phone."

"That's good."

Gwenda shifted her gaze to Cecilia who was on stage.

Soon, Cecilia finished performing her song, and the audience burst into applause.

The host went on stage and thanked Cecilia for her performance. After she left, he announced that they

would be moving onto the auction phase of the banquet.

The waiters then gave everyone their bidder cards.

Gwenda accepted one as well, but she was not very interested in the event.

The moment Cecilia returned to her side, busybody Justina came over and said, "Hey, Gwenda. Seeing

Mr. Morel and Gretchen together here tonight, you must be feeling pretty bad."