Chapter 132: A Thing?

Eleanor pointed out that Wendy, around Leinon's age, had been married for five years. Why hadn't Waylon and Lemon tied the knot? When would she hold her great-grandchild? She grumbled about it at home for a while.

Lemon's identity didn't lend itself to a casual marriage. Ideally, she needed someone within the industry—someone who understood the rules, the appearances, and the constant public scrutiny. Anything less risked trouble for Fenon International.

Waylon was a different story. His main relationship was with the police force. He practically lived at the precinct, surrounded by male colleagues. Finding time to date was nearly impossible.

“Married people have no idea what it's like for us,” he said. “It's either being nagged at home or having someone waiting to pounce the second you say anything. Honestly, if it weren’t for Christmas, I wouldn’t have come home at all. Thankfully, Grandma’s heading off to see Grandpa in a few days.”

Wendy and Chase exchanged a look before Chase added, “Even after marriage, you still get nagged. My mom keeps pushing us to have kids. I told her we’re busy with work, and my mother-in-law just said that’s a weak excuse. She’s like, ‘No matter how busy you are, people still find time to make babies.’”

Mario added, “When I was born, my dad hadn’t even fully stepped away from the Harrison family. He had a million things to handle and still had to protect my mom and me from being found by those people. Honestly, he pulled it off. He had real skill.”

The older generation possessed a different kind of strength than the current one. Eleanor echoed Mandy’s frequent observation: today's kids grew up surrounded by love. Even Caesar and Mario, sent away, still experienced their parents’ protection. That changed everything. Once you've felt love, it's hard to be truly ruthless.

Wendy said, “Soon, Chase and I are off on our honeymoon. You guys will have to take over things at Gennemont. Lemon, if you need help, just reach out to Zynn. She’s always around and ready.”

Lemon raised her glass. “I’m definitely going to need help at some point. Thanks in advance.” They had been friends for years; formalities were unnecessary.

Typhoon Corp was winding down, and after the holidays, it was back to business. Mario and Caesar were about to make their official debut in the domestic market.

“I heard a bunch of artists under the Harrison Group are connected to Henry,” Waylon asked Wendy.

Lemon replied, “Stuff like that’s totally normal in the entertainment world. It’s only a big deal because I’m a woman. If I were a guy, watching all those beautiful women parade past me every day, I wouldn’t be able to resist either.”

Before she finished, Waylon smacked the back of her head.

Chapter 132: A Thing?

After running Fenon International for so many years, Lemon had never been linked to any hotel scandals or cheap publicity stunts. She was still a woman; there were lines she couldn’t cross, not even for promoting an artist. So, the moment he saw the headlines, Waylon knew Lemon and Noah were real.

Chase looked at Lemon, stunned. “Wait, you and Noah are actually a thing? You lied to me?”

Lemon shot a sharp glare at her brother. With everyone staring, she had no choice but to confess. “Three years ago, I was the one who sent Noah overseas. He was originally signed to my company. I saw his potential, but he needed something big to break through. The local scene was too easy. I sent him abroad.”

Fenon International’s influence could have gotten him anything here. But an easy environment wasn’t helpful for someone with raw potential who needed pressure to thrive. Lemon decided to send Noah into the tougher world of international training.

That trainee life was brutal, but she believed Noah would survive and thrive. Three years flew by, and Noah returned a star. Lemon didn’t re-sign him; she passed him off to Wendy.

“Since our two companies share resources anyway, whatever opportunities I have, you have too. Doesn’t matter who signs him. And besides, I can’t date someone from my own roster. People would accuse me of favoritism.”

Waylon still gave her a scrutinizing look—the cop in him. Chase looked worried. Mario stayed calm.

“I saw the trending topic and looked into Noah myself. The guy’s decent. No scandals while he was abroad, stayed focused on his work. Apparently, his agency even tried to pair him with some top girl group members to stir up gossip, and he turned them all down. Because of that, he got benched for a long time.”

Noah hadn’t cared; he refused to fake any scandals. And now, the first thing he did after coming home was land on the front page with Lemon.