The first issue of "Dreams of Love" made a dazzling debut. A double-heart necklace sparkled brilliantly on Melody Parker's fair swan-like neck.
As soon as the promotional video was aired, major malls and jewelers began to express interest and placed orders for the "Dreams of Love" jewelry.
The unprecedented orders and effects naturally made Adrian Davies very pleased.
He had underestimated that woman. It seemed that other than being stubborn and daring to provoke him, she truly possessed some capability.
Adrian Davies was quite satisfied, a perfect arc lifted at the corner of his mouth.
To celebrate the dazzling debut and first victory of "Dreams of Love," Adrian Davies hosted a banquet that evening at the River City Entertainment Complex, inviting all key contributors—everyone who participated in the design, planning, and filming.
Naturally, this included the biggest contributor, the promotional model for "Dreams of Love"—Melody Parker.
The big shot of the entertainment complex—Malcom Moore, upon hearing that Adrian Davies was hosting a grand banquet at the complex, brazenly invited himself to join in the fun.
The large private room where Adrian Davies was situated was filled exclusively with men, indicating that the women were assigned to another room.
Malcom Moore pushed open the private room door, laughing disdainfully and shaking his head as he walked over to Adrian Davies.
"Adrian, this is not it. I came over wanting to meet a few more beauties, but instead, you have gathered so many men. You know I have no such peculiar interests."
"I don't know," Adrian Davies coldly glanced at Malcom Moore and continued, "Besides, I don't recall inviting you."
"What are you saying? You're on my turf, how could I not come over to take a look?" Malcom Moore raised an eyebrow, unabashedly sitting down beside Adrian Davies.
Malcom Moore nudged Adrian Davies's arm, his elongated eyes glimmering with predatory intent, "Adrian, that model is impressive, I must meet her tonight. Is she here?"
Adrian sat with a dark face, saying nothing.
At that moment, the private room door was opened once more.
In walked Melody Parker, clad in a khaki long dress with a matching trench coat.
Unsurprisingly, she garnered the full attention of everyone present, radiating confidence and elegance with a bright smile on her face, "Hello, everyone!"
Tyler Dormer was the first to react, immediately standing up to welcome her, "Miss Parker, your seat is next door."
Seemingly afraid that Melody Parker might not understand, Tyler Dormer followed up with a whispered explanation, "The director doesn't like interacting with women, so all the ladies have been seated next door."
Melody Parker was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Adrian Davies to have such an aversion to women.
So, not only is he impotent?
That makes him even more pitiful!
"Miss Parker? You're truly a natural beauty, even more dazzling and captivating than in the videos!" Malcom Moore gazed at Melody Parker in awe, shouting before she could respond, "Miss Parker, come, sit with me."
Saying this, Malcom Moore stood up from his chair and walked towards Melody Parker.
His dark almond-shaped eyes openly scrutinized Melody Parker as he extended his right hand with gentlemanly grace, "Miss Parker, hello, I'm Malcom Moore, delighted to meet a beauty like you!"
Looking at the handsome man before her, with those charming eyes and a roguish demeanor, Melody Parker smiled.
A smile so bright and brilliant.
She elegantly extended her right hand, lightly shaking Malcom Moore's hand in return, and introduced herself, "Hello, Young Master Morris, I'm Melody Parker, newly signed model with the Davies Clan."
Then, with ease, she took a seat beside Malcom Moore under his guidance.
Malcom Moore happily chatted with Melody Parker.
Their laughter echoed intermittently throughout the private room.
Adrian Davies sat there with a dark face, evidently displeased.
Melody Parker and Malcom Moore, in perfect sync, completely ignored Adrian Davies, who sat exuding a chilly aura, and talked animatedly.
"Miss Parker, you smell wonderful. Are you wearing some special perfume? I like it very much."
Malcom Moore spoke, leaning his almond-shaped eyes slightly closer, trying to pinpoint the source of Melody Parker's scent.
"Special perfume? Haha..." Melody Parker chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It's natural, a disaster that's been with me since birth, nothing I can do!"
Confirming that the scent on Melody Parker was not some elaborate perfume but a natural body aroma, Malcom Moore straightened his posture, "What are you talking about, Miss Parker? Such a natural fragrance is a blessing many would dream of having!"
"A blessing? But I actually wish I didn't have this blessing!" Melody Parker's radiant face was tinged with a bitter smile, "This scent has been with me since birth, bringing countless disasters, yet now it is what has made me."
Melody Parker glanced at Malcom Moore, "Young Master Morris, don't you think that's quite ironic?"
Malcom Moore: "..."
Immediately, Malcom Moore shifted the topic, discussing with Melody Parker about the recent shoot, her future plans, their perspectives on the current entertainment industry, and whether Melody Parker plans to enter the acting scene.
As their conversation went on, Adrian Davies's face grew darker, the chill in the room intensifying, and the atmospheric pressure dropping significantly.
Across from Malcom Moore, Adrian Davies could clearly smell the aroma emanating from Melody Parker.
Unlike other women's scents, he surprisingly found it pleasant rather than repulsive.
It was a natural fragrance, with a faint sea breeze scent, carrying a mysterious familiarity.
For once, Adrian Davies did not open his mouth to ask them to leave, instead sipping his drink one glass after another.
After a long while, Melody Parker, who had been chatting with Malcom Moore, seemed to finally notice Adrian Davies drinking alone.
She poured a glass of wine, held it gracefully, and stood up, "Director Davies, I toast to you, congratulating the sweeping success of 'Dreams of Love'!"
All those in the room who had been suffocating under the low pressure looked on sympathetically at Melody Parker, as if anticipating her impending fate.
But to everyone's surprise, the situation deviated entirely from expectations.
Adrian Davies actually picked up his glass!
He even clinked glasses with Melody Parker and drank!
Everyone witnessing this, including Malcom Moore, was stunned.
Is this still the Adrian Davies, Director Davies, or Young Master Davies they knew?
Could it be an imposter?
Melody Parker raised her glass and downed it in one go.