The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith

Chapter 875: 428 Willingly_3 Chapter 875: 428 Willingly_3 The reporters under the stage finally seemed to perk up.

‘Wind on the Clouds’ is a big IP work, a banner of modernized martial arts fiction, renowned to everyone.

The author, Romilly Powell, had always been very mysterious, never showing her face in public.

Her appearance this time was indeed a surprise.

Peter Aria was watching with a calm expression, but when he saw the woman on the stage, his eyes sank suddenly, and his eyebrows knitted.

Why is it her?

The woman wore a camel-colored coat and high heels, projecting an image of elegant and intellectual femininity.

She took the microphone from the staff, faced all the media reporters, and said calmly, “Hello everyone, I am Romilly Powell, the original author of ‘Wind on the Clouds’, and I’m delighted to meet with you all here.”

A reporter stood up and asked, “Ms.

Powell, as far as I know, you rejected multiple high-priced interview invitations from television stations several years ago.

Why have you chosen to meet with us at this moment?”

Isn’t it because this place offered more money?

Destroying her own IP for money, this profit-centered society has completely lost its original intention.

Vanessa Aria looked at the questioning female reporter and calmly replied, “I don’t like to associate my work with the impulsiveness of the entertainment industry.

So, I have turned down various interviews.

This time, what truly touched me was Mr.

Brian’s sincerity.

‘Wind on the Clouds’ is my labor of love, equivalent to my child.

If I can find a good home for it, I can die in peace.”

The female reporter sat back down, looking embarrassed.

“Everyone has misunderstood Ms.

Powell,” Zurich Brian stepped forward and said.

“She is a genuine person who does not like vain fame or profits.

If I hadn’t insisted on inviting her, she would still be in her seclusion now.

To write such a great work, only someone like Ms.

Powell, with her level of spirituality, could achieve it.

We should all thank her for bringing us such a great work.”

Zurich Brian led the applause then turned and smiled at Vanessa Aria.

The sharp reporters found a hint of “sentimentality” in her eyes.

This group of entertainment reporters who can make waves even without wind are experts in picking up clues from the details.

Mr.

Brian’s look must mean something.

A match made in heaven with a wealthy man and a beautiful woman, otherwise, Romilly Powell wouldn’t have made an appearance.

Vanessa Aria unconsciously furrowed her brows, she didn’t care about Zurich Brian’s gaze, but his words just now made her feel uncomfortable, although she couldn’t quite put her finger on why.

This incident was just a brief interlude and quickly passed.

When reporters asked about the cast, Zurich Brian told them that the actors hadn’t been finalized yet, and they would hold an audition soon, inviting actors and actresses with youthful appearances from various film and television companies to send in their resumes.

After the press conference, there was a banquet with the high-level executives of various investment companies.

Vanessa Aria hated such occasions and was about to leave when Zurich Brian stopped her with a beaming smile.

“Ms.

Aria, Mr.

Ambrose from Asia Film is quite curious about you.

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He specifically requested to meet you.

Come on, let’s accompany Mr.

Ambrose for a meal.”

Vanessa Aria lifted her chin slightly, displaying the prestige of a noble lady.

“How prestigious does a film and television company owner have to be for me to put myself out?

Doesn’t he have a scale in his heart or do you, Mr.

Brian, also not have one?”

Kelly Martinez smiled, “Ms.

Aria, it’s just a meal, and you won’t lose anything.

Be assured, Mr.

Ambrose is definitely a gentleman.

His wife is a famous shrew in the industry, checking his whereabouts daily.

Even if he had bad intentions, he wouldn’t dare act on them.

Besides, Mr.

Ambrose is the second investor for the film, our major sponsor.

Accompanying him for a meal is not a big deal, he admires you very much.”

Vanessa Aria frowned, “I’ve already said, I don’t want to go.

Are you trying to force me, Mr.

Brian?”

No one in this world is entitled to make her companian meals.

She is Ms.

Aria, not a thrid-rate star from the entertainment industry who sells smiles at social dinners.

Kelly Martinez sighed disappointedly, “Well then, Mr.

Ambrose’s cousin in law is said to be Dr.

Aria’s best friend.

I thought Ms.

Aria might know him.”

Vanessa Aria’s eyes flickered slightly, “What did you say?”

“Nothing,” Kelly responded, shaking her head and walking away.

Vanessa Aria caught up with her, “Mr.

Brian, I’ll do you this favor, but only this once.

It will not happen again.”

“Ms.

Aria, you really are a great person,” Kelly responded in surprise.

He chuckled inwardly, ‘the fish has taken the bait.’

‘I won’t let you escape this time.’

Vanessa Aria looked at the pair of cunning fox eyes in front of her and felt a sense of familiarity.

It seems like she had seen them somewhere but couldn’t recall at the moment.

Aubree Groove dusted off her skirt and stood up, “It’s noon.

Dr.

Aria, let me treat you to a meal.”

Peter Aria was frowning, as if deep in thought.

“Dr.

Aria?” Aubree Groove called softly.