"How could this work?"
As soon as Nicholas Croft finished speaking, Beatrice Hargrave frowned in agitation. "If the media captures me with several uncles at the clubhouse, who knows how they might sensationalize it, and then Dad will definitely be unhappy!"
Just as Beatrice Hargrave was about to stand up, she was pressed back down by Nicholas Croft.
"No worries, with these uncles here, no media would dare to write nonsense."
"Really?" Beatrice Hargrave asked, half-believing, half-doubtful, to which Nicholas Croft casually responded, "Mhm," a nasal sound, yet a reassuring one.
In front of the entertainment magnate, which journalists would dare to be reckless!
Beatrice Hargrave sat beside Nicholas Croft for a while, then got up again and returned to the sofa, striking up a conversation with Titus Zane.
"Do you know Uncle Moore?"
Titus Zane thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Kind of."
