Chapter 459
As their conversation flowed effortlessly between them, Alarieka was completely left out of the conversation.
Alarieka felt resentful, yet she sensed Rio’s deliberate distancing despite his politeness. Sometimes you can’t push too hard, or you’ll lose your grip completely. Alarieka understood the principle of give-and-take. After nodding to other staff, she turned and left.
She didn’t notice how Rose’s tone shifted the moment she exited. “My apologies, Director Rio,” Rose said regretfully. “It was rude of my sister to disturb you like that. I apologize on her behalf.” Her voice carried genuine remorse. “She’s been upset with my husband and me lately. Didn’t even greet me earlier—it’s quite troubling.”
Rio frowned slightly. “What a pity. Before knowing who she was, I thought she showed promise.”
“Never imagined she’d be that kind of person.”
Rose sighed, her expression mixing sisterly exasperation and tolerance. “My husband’s family never disciplined her properly growing up. That’s why she turned out this way.”
“We anticipated she might approach you, which is why we warned you. Hope you don’t mind,”
Rio hesitated. “Did Ms. Huston really… do those things?”
Rose shook her head helplessly. “Unfortunately, yes.”
“Years ago, she plagiarized work. Our family exhausted ourselves salvaging her reputation then.”
“Just when things improved, she went to the capital to start a business. Credit where due—she has business talent.”
“Her company thrived under her management.”
“Lately she’s seeking brand collaborations for new game development. As her sister-in-law, I should assist…” Rose gave a faint smile.
“But given her history, I can’t help without reservations. Plagiarism leaves lasting distrust.”
“Knowing how much you value originality, Director, I feared she might secure Game City’s rights…and potentially harm the project.”
Rio exhaled heavily. “I owe you thanks. Without your warning, I might’ve sold her the rights.”
“Her piano skills are exceptional. You know how I lose all judgment around talented pianists.”
Rose replied gracefully, “No thanks needed. This is family responsibility. I hope it didn’t inconvenience you.”
Rio chuckled warmly. “Not at all! Just disappointed such a gifted pianist would plagiarize.”
“I hope you’ll guide her toward becoming as admirable as you.”
Rose’s lips curved. “Naturally. My husband and I will mentor her properly.”
A nearby staff member marveled, “Ms. Whitaker, you’re the most gracious Chinese woman I’ve met.”
“Despite your sister’s actions, you still worry for her. She should learn from you.”
A subtle depth flashed in Rose’s eyes. “You’re too kind.”
Rio gathered his belongings. “Alright, Ms. Whitaker. Await our casting decisions.”
“I’ll notify each candidate personally. Meanwhile,” he grinned, “I’ll expect that dinner invitation from you and your husband.”
Roschelle Whitaker wore a confident smile. “Then I’ll look forward to hearing good news from the director,” she said calmly.
Rio burst out laughing.
“Just giving up like that?”
Alaricka didn’t stop walking, her tone steady: “How could I?” If she gave up so easily, she wouldn’t have gotten to where she is today.
Shi Yao looked down at her profile. Alarieka’s cheeks were fair and petite, beautifully charming, her eyes bright and clear; when calm or happy, her eyes would shimmer with a lovely glow, and her lips would naturally curl up.
Now, Alarieka’s lips were pressed lightly, a hint of displeasure in the corner of her eyes.
Shi Yao asked her: “So what are you going to do next?”
Alarieka stopped at the hotel entrance, a cool night breeze blowing over them. Lately, the temperature was high; Alarieka was dressed lightly, standing in the draft like she might be blown away. Shi Yao felt uneasy watching.
Alarieka said: “Why does Rio like piano?”