My Fiancé's Scandals Never End, So I Married His Uncle Instead-Chapter 159: A Grand Gift

The second person to look surprised was the vice president of Celestial Phoenix Entertainment. "That minivan back there, that’s the one Celestial Phoenix assigned to Ronan Rhodes. Wasn’t that guy on vacation in Port Sovereign? What’s he doing here?"

Ronan Rhodes was Celestial Phoenix’s top star and one of the four biggest A-listers in the domestic entertainment industry. Known as a money-making machine, every brand he endorsed became an instant hit. His live-stream shopping events sold out within a minute. He was a powerhouse idol blessed with both good looks and good fortune, on the same level as The Orchid Pavilion. He was also notoriously difficult to manage, only accepting roles and endorsements based on his mood.

The vice president of Dynasty Entertainment’s gaze fell on a van even further back. "Dynasty’s golden goose is here too..."

The major entertainment giants all had their flagship A-listers. Dynasty was most famous for the boy band FLEW. The group consisted of three top-tier idols, each with over eighty million fans. They were all-around pretty boys, skilled in singing, dancing, variety shows, and film, and had won so many international awards they’d lost count.

Curiosity clawed at Director Coleman’s heart. He asked the host and assistant director uncertainly, "We didn’t invite stars of this caliber, did we?"

"No, and we couldn’t afford them anyway." The assistant director fell silent for a moment. He watched as several minivans pulled up in a neat row and their doors began to open one by one, revealing long legs stepping out. His eye twitched. "Director Coleman, there are... quite a few of them."

’Quite a few? Five top-tier celebrities showing up at once is more than just a few.’

Just as Director Coleman had that thought, he saw handsome, top-tier idols with broad shoulders, narrow waists, and long legs emerging one after another from the five minivans.

It wasn’t just The Orchid Pavilion, Ronan Rhodes, and the boy band from Dynasty. From each minivan emerged three or four of the crown jewels from various major agencies, every single one of them an A-lister with over fifty or sixty million fans.

Eighteen top-tier male idols in total, all of them incredibly young and handsome.

Had they stumbled into a nest of A-listers?

It wasn’t just the people on set who were stunned speechless; the internet had already gone wild. Although the platform had wisely disabled the bullet comments when they saw what was happening, the skyrocketing viewership numbers nearly crashed the stream several times.

The camera crew wasn’t completely rigid. Director Coleman had only said not to film the area around Silas Norwood, but this unexpected flock of top-tier celebrities was born for the camera. There was no need to hold back. The moment the minivans stopped, the show’s live camera swiveled away from the regular cast and focused squarely on the A-listers.

And because of the arrival of these A-listers, the live viewer count skyrocketed from a million to ten million in just a few short minutes! The screen was so flooded with a dense barrage of comments that it was impossible to see, and every fan was screaming "AHHHH!" in excitement.

"Could it be... that someone on the show invited them as special guests?" someone ventured.

But even as he said it, he didn’t believe it himself. Neither Director Coleman, the host, nor the celebrity guests on set dared to entertain the thought.

Although the show’s regular celebrity guests were considered first or second-tier, they were nothing compared to these dozen-plus A-listers, many of whom had already transitioned into investors themselves. Even when Faye Sinclair had managed to bring in three top-tier celebrities last time, none of them had the status of this group. Besides, she had only managed to do so by having the vice president of her company exert pressure, and even then, they had to promise significant resource compensation.

Eighteen of them, all A-listers, showing up at once... What were they doing here?

That was the question on everyone’s mind.

The director of Azure TV, Director Lowell, stood up and walked over to the group of devastatingly handsome celebrities. "What is all this?"

"Hello, Director Lowell." The Orchid Pavilion, who was at the head of the group, greeted him with a smile. "We came here specially to hang out with Eldest Miss Sterling. Could you please tell us where she is?"

The entire set: "..."

[OMG OMG OMG! They’re actually here for the non-celebrity miss! This is insane! She’s not just some non-celebrity, she’s my goddess of luck, waaaah!]

[To get so many A-listers to come, and just to hang out... I remember The Orchid Pavilion said a long time ago that he’d never revolve his life around a woman, ha.]

[So, am I the only one curious about what the non-celebrity male guest is feeling right now? His wife is about to hang out with a dozen-plus A-listers right in front of him. I refuse to believe Mr. Non-Celebrity isn’t feeling traumatized, hahaha! Serves you right for not showing us your face! This is karma!]

Celia Sterling had naturally noticed the huge commotion as well.

Hearing The Orchid Pavilion’s words, she was stunned for a second and reflexively looked at Silas Norwood. Silas Norwood already had a suspicion of what was going on. With a soft sigh, he stood up, walked over to Celia Sterling, and gently wrapped an arm around her waist. "Come on, my dear. Go and meet them."

The two of them walked over unhurriedly. The crowd of entertainment company chairmen and vice presidents were, in terms of looks, average at best. In front of this group of dazzling male A-listers, they were instantly reduced to a drab and unremarkable backdrop. For Silas Norwood to be worshipped as the "Moonlight" by the socialites of the Capital Circle—women who were used to the finest things in life—and to have remained on that pedestal for so many years, was clearly not without reason.

He stopped a meter or two away from the group of A-listers.

Like the bright moon descending among a cluster of stars, his figure was resplendent and his beauty unparalleled. Coupled with the noble, imposing aura of a man in power, he momentarily made even the A-listers seem a little dim in comparison.

Even the cameraman was so mesmerized that he forgot to move the camera away.

"Hello, Chairman Norwood." Despite being overshadowed by Silas Norwood, the group of celebrities wasn’t offended. On the contrary, their tone was extremely polite. "Would we have the honor of spending a pleasant afternoon tea with Miss Sterling?"

They spoke calmly, but inside, they were all nervous to death.

They might have a certain prestige within their own circle, but they were nothing compared to a true magnate like Kian Sterling. If Kian Sterling wanted to, he could ruin any one of them in less than half a day.

What’s more, although Kian Sterling wasn’t in the entertainment industry, over the years his repeated public appearances had garnered him more buzz than most of them. His top-tier looks combined with his top-tier wealth had propelled his fame to an unbelievable level.

As a result, a single command from Kian Sterling was enough to make all of them—whether they were on vacation or busy with work—obediently drop everything and come play the part of companions.

The person they were supposed to be companions for, however, just had to be the wife of The Norwood Family’s current chairman.

Kian Sterling was not to be trifled with, and neither was Silas Norwood.

The group was caught between a rock and a hard place. After arriving at Silverwood Airport, they didn’t even dare to show up alone. Instead, they had an unspoken agreement to wait until all the "fellow sufferers" chosen by Kian Sterling had assembled before daring to come together.

For most of them, this was their first time seeing the legendary top-tier boss. His face was as elegant and refined as ice and snow. After their group euphemistically stated their purpose, his face showed no trace of displeasure, his expression remaining perfectly calm.

"My dear." He turned to Celia Sterling, his voice gentle. "Go have fun with The Orchid Pavilion and the others."

Celia Sterling looked at him with suspicious, almond-shaped eyes. "You’re not angry?"

From their time together recently, she knew that while the man before her appeared proper and generous, he was actually extremely possessive at his core. Amusing herself with a large group of men right in front of Silas Norwood felt like it was crossing a line, and she had already decided to refuse.

Silas Norwood remembered the promise he’d made to Kian Sterling to indulge her... unusual hobbies, and he certainly couldn’t go back on his word. He reached out and gently, dotingly stroked Celia Sterling’s head.

"My dear, the bright moon is certainly beautiful, but a cluster of stars is also quite dazzling. Go on, see for yourself."

After speaking, he turned his head slightly, his gaze shifting to the dozen or so business vans in the parking lot.

’If I’m not mistaken,’ he thought, ’they’re probably here for me, too.’