Mia Redgrave stood at the other end of the red carpet, eyes fixed unblinkingly on Ethan Sterling's direction.
Jonathan Redgrave noticed Mia's tense anticipation and gently patted her hand: "Someone like Ethan, there's no need to pursue too aggressively. Winning the Star Burning Cup's gold award this time will naturally make him interested in you."
Mia pursed her lips and replied softly.
As long as she stood on that podium, Ethan would definitely see her and like her.
Just thinking about it, Ethan, who had already stepped out of the car, suddenly turned back, extending his hand to the still-open car door.
Mia subconsciously frowned; the next second, a slender, fair hand reached out from the car, resting on Ethan's outstretched hand.
The woman in the car was helped out by Ethan. From a distance, one could only vaguely make out her tall figure, seemingly a good match for Ethan.
