Chapter 232 Chapter 232 Noelle , am I your freaking assistant now ? How many times have you asked me for autographs ? And now you want a hundred ! And you want me to deliver them ! Youve got some nerve Stanley was practically furning as he paced the reception room , yelli yelling into his phone .
Ever since his band .
The Legend , skyrocketed to fame , his schedule had been insane nonstop performances , commercials , variety shows .
He barely slept four hours a night .
Stanley had assumed that with all this hustle , hed be swimming in cash .
But payday came , and when he checked his bank statement , his jaw dropped .
Three million dollars .
That hat was it .
Three .
Freaking .
Million Just the album sales alone had raked in over 150 million , not to mention the brand deals , live gigs , and global tours .
By conservative estimates , the company had made hundreds of millions off them Stanley figured , okay , maybe not 100 million in his pocket , but at least 30 million , right ? Nope .
A meager 3 million was all hea got He was livid .
So he stormed into Nicolass company HQ , ready to raise hell and demand answers , But before he could even locate Nicolas , his phone rang .
It was Noelle casually asking him to sign a hundred photos and personally deliver them .
She genuinely didnt get it .
In her eyes , she and Nicolas were the kindest people ever .
Stanley wasnt done venting You leeches ! Never met a stingter couple . Im expensive , okay ? EXPENSIVE .
You think my time is cheap ? Before he could finish his rant , the door to the reception room swung open .
In walked a tall man in a tailored suit , exuding refinement and dominance .
Stanley instantly shut up .
It was Nicolas , No matter how much stronger Stanley might be physically as a transformer , he could easily knock Nicolas into next week there was just something about the man that made him shrink .
Like a mouse spotting a cat .
Nicolass signature cool smile was firmly in place as he looked at Stanley .
Heard you shouting all the way down the hall .
Seems youve got some .
strong feelings .
Who were you yelling at ! .
Stanley didnt answer .
He didnt dare .
On the phone .
Noelle noticed the sudden silence .
Stanley ! Whyd you go quiet ! Wait , was that Nicolas ? Are you at his place ! Hello! Why arent you talking ?! Nicolas raised a brow and walked over , eyeing the phone in Stanleys hand .
Calmly , he leaned in and said with a smile , Noelle , Stanleys here with me .
What do you need from him ? Noelle wurled , putting on a pitiful tone .
I asked him an for some signed photos , and he just started yelling at me and you ! He said were a ruthless couple Is that so ?
Nicolass smile didnt falter , but his gaze turned razor sharp as it flicked back to Stanley .
Darin snitch , he cursed silently .
Cant win an argument so she tattles instead , Shameless Nicolas kept his tone even as he asked , Sweetheart , how many autographs do you ne need ? One hundred .
Alright , Nicolas replied smoothly .
y .
Til have Stanley sign a thousand and send them over .
1/2 Chapter 232 A thousand ? Noelle gasped .
Thats Stanleys eyes went round as saucers .
A thousand ?! is this man inanet ! Nicolay didnt miss a beat .
He glanced at Stanley again cool , composed , deadly .
Stanleys sudden surge of defiance vanished into thin air .
Why the hell am I so scared of this guy ? Nicolas turned back to the phone .
Its no big deal .
The Legend is hugely popular right now plenty of people want signed merch .
With a thousand , you can hand them out to classmates , make friends .
Its efficient .
Noelle giggled .
That makes sense ! Okay then lets do a thousand .
Stanley wanted to scream . HELLO ! Im the one doing the damn signing here ! Why are you agreeing on my behalf? r Nicolas chuckled .
Alright , Ill chat with Stanley here and have him bring them to you soon .
Okay ! Noelle chirped .
Tell him to be careful though .
Harley said getting spotted could cause a 1 cause a commotion .
Til remind him Nicolas said .
Bye now ! Bye , sweetheart .
The call ended Nicolas slowly turned to Stanley , Stanley took a deep breath and braced himself , muttering internally , Dont let him intimidate you .
Dont let him win .
With forced confidence , he said , Mr.
Sawyer , youre really treating me like your personal assistant now ? A thousand autographs ! Seriously ? Nicolas strolled over to the couch and sat down with aristocratic grace .
Is there a problem ? Of course theres a problem ? Stanley snapped .
Easy for you to say its not you doing the signing! Nicolas smiled faintly .
A thousand autographs is nothing .
At your next fan meet , youll probably be signing ten thousand .
mla printer to you ?! Nicolas raised a brow .
Dont sell yourself short Stanley blinked .
Wait , is he actually being nice- Until Nicolas added casually .
A printer doesnt complain as much as you do 2/2