He Clings to Me Every Night-Chapter 821 - : How Can I Meet My Wife?

Chapter 821: Chapter 821: How Can I Meet My Wife?

Miss Winter paused for a moment, then continued, “Thanks to chasing this variety show, Quiet Video’s new paid subscribers have increased by over ten million this week. The show’s viewership has already surpassed two hundred million, and the momentum is very good; it’s all your credit.”

Olivia Jenkins’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at Miss Winter, “Really?”

Miss Winter smiled and nodded, “It’s true. I couldn’t wait to come and find you as soon as I heard the great news, wanting to share it with you.”

“That’s fantastic! I still feel like I’m dreaming; it’s unbelievable!” It took Olivia Jenkins a moment to come to her senses. Instantly, her beautiful face lit up with a joyful smile.

Unconsciously, Olivia Jenkins’s eyes began to mist up.

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Pressing her lips together, Olivia Jenkins gently trembled her slightly curled lashes, but she still couldn’t disperse the moisture in her eyes.

She knew all too well the hardships she had gone through, and even with today’s accomplishments, she still couldn’t express her feelings.

Miss Winter’s admiring gaze tenderly lingered on Olivia Jenkins, comforting her in a soft whisper, “Olivia Jenkins, you’re truly amazing, and I’m proud of you!”

Olivia Jenkins’s voice trembled with excitement, and it was a bit hoarse, with a nasal tone, “Miss Winter, you flatter me—I still need to work hard. Achieving such good results is also the merit of the entire team. I’m very grateful for their dedication, cooperation, and effort.”

“Don’t worry, the whole team is very happy and will be even more motivated and energetic in their work.” After pondering for a few seconds, Miss Winter continued, “By the way, about the Marshall Corporation Foundation, should we send them a greeting? It’s also possible to invite them for a meal, after all, Will Lee is Light Media’s headliner.”

Without hesitation, Olivia Jenkins said, “I’m not in a position to come forward. You can arrange the dinner. Since the cooperation was facilitated under the name of the foundation, it’s enough to invite the people from the foundation.

Once the variety show has finished filming, we’ll organize a celebration banquet for the crew. Jenkins Group must not have any relations with Light Media; this was an agreement my dad made with the Marshall Family before my marriage, and I have to respect it.”

Miss Winter’s sharp eyes held an intriguing observation of Olivia Jenkins, “I understand; I’ll handle it. Have you been troubled lately? I feel like you don’t look very well, are you not getting enough rest?”

Olivia Jenkins didn’t dodge Miss Winter’s piercing gaze and spoke calmly, “Lately, I’ve had many thoughts and started to plan for next year. I’m always worried about not doing well enough.”

“You’ve already done well enough, don’t be too hard on yourself. I suggest that you rest more. If you’re tired or feeling upset, you should let yourself breathe and give yourself some space.”

“I know, I won’t overthink things.”

“With such good news and the year’s earnings looking good, you should be happy. I believe you will continue to improve, you can certainly shine your light and become that dazzling star, and you’re allowed to be a bit capricious.”

Facing Miss Winter, Olivia Jenkins smiled, her sweet smile spreading across her beautiful face and straight to her heart.

A warm current of tenderness was also flowing through Olivia Jenkins’s heart.

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Daniel Marshall had also received an invitation sent from Harmony Village.

Daniel Marshall called Olivia Jenkins straight away, but she did not answer his calls.

Daniel Marshall sent Olivia Jenkins a WeChat message, but she didn’t reply either.

It was well past the end of business hours, yet Daniel Marshall was still at work; only work could lessen his pain.

Being busy kept him from overthinking everything.

Suddenly, Simon Howard walked in, “Daniel, how about I accompany you to the night market?”

Daniel Marshall looked up at Simon Howard, “Would my wife go to the night market?”