In Angela's Office
Angela sat at her desk, fingers tapping quickly across her laptop keyboard, her eyes sharp with focus. Suddenly, her phone lit up with a call. She glanced at the name, and her lips curled into a knowing smile.
"Clara?" Angela answered smoothly.
On the other end, Clara's excited voice echoed. Angela leaned back in her chair, listening, then replied warmly,
"Congratulations… Of course, I'll come. Next Sunday, right?"
As the call ended, Angela's smile darkened into something more calculated. She whispered to herself,
"Finally… the opportunity I've been waiting for. My plan can finally move forward."
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At the Fan Sign Event
The hall was filled with bright lights and excited voices as the FJ4 boys sat behind a long table, greeting their fans one by one. Cameras flashed nonstop, fans squealed, and signed albums stacked higher and higher.
Rico grinned as a fan leaned close, asking,
"Oppa, is your hand injury healed?"
He held up his hand with ease, smiling,
"Yes, I'm fine now."
Another fan turned toward Michael.
"What's your ideal girl type?"
Michael smirked before answering coolly,
"I like bold girls… more than cute ones."
The crowd erupted into playful screams, and Michael laughed lightly, glancing at his members.
Meanwhile, Nicky paused thoughtfully when asked if he had a girlfriend. After a beat, he replied with a soft grin,
"Not yet… maybe in the future. My fans could be my love."
Cheers echoed across the room.
Another fan, blushing, said to Suha,
"I love your blond hair color—it's so hot!"
Suha chuckled shyly, his ears turning red.
Then, the spotlight shifted back to Rico when a brave fan asked,
"Rico… do you have a crush on anyone?"
The hall went silent, all eyes on him. Rico laughed, scratching his neck.
"A movie actress," he admitted.
The crowd gasped, then leaned forward eagerly.
"What's her name?"
Rico shrugged playfully.
"I know her movie… but I don't know her name."
Fans burst into laughter, and Rico flashed his mischievous smile, deflecting the question with ease.
The event wrapped up smoothly, the fans leaving happily. But as soon as Rico stood up, his phone buzzed. It was his mother's assistant.
"Yes, sure," he answered politely before ending the call.
Just then, his phone buzzed again—this time, it was Ameya. He chuckled the moment he picked up.
"I was just thinking about you, and you called me right away. See? Our connection is perfect," he teased.
"Oh, really?" Ameya's suspicious voice came through. "Don't try to fool me."
Rico laughed. "What happened?"
"I got a call from your Herman Group's assistant. There's a success party for Herman's Jewelry. Did you know?"
"They called me too, just now," Rico admitted. "I was about to ask you."
Ameya hesitated, then asked sharply,
"One more thing. Who is she? Are you trying to hide something from me?"
Rico blinked in confusion.
"Who? What are you talking about?"
"Don't fool me. I watched the live fan sign event. Who's your crush—the movie actress?"
Rico grinned mischievously, leaning back in his seat.
"Ah… are you jealous?"
"No!" Ameya's voice rose defensively. "Don't change the topic."
Rico chuckled, his tone teasing.
"You saw the live, right? I only said I know her movie, not her name."
"Oh… you're playing with me again." Ameya huffed. "Fine then. Bye."
She hung up before he could answer. Rico stared at his screen for a moment, then burst into a smile.
"She's too cute when jealous."
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At the Dress Shop
Rows of sparkling gowns and glittering fabrics surrounded Ameya and Jenna as they browsed through racks. Jenna held up a sleek dress against Ameya's frame.
"This one looks amazing—"
"No," Ameya cut her off quickly.
Jenna sighed. "Why are you so off today? You're saying no without even looking at the dresses."
Ameya bit her lip, her voice softer.
"Jenna… can I ask you something? If a boyfriend hides something from us… what does it mean?"
Jenna's brows rose. "Wait—Rico? Is he hiding something from you?" She smirked playfully.
"Lower your voice!" Ameya hissed. "It's nothing big, but it bothers me."
"Tell me," Jenna pressed.
"He's hiding his crush," Ameya muttered.
"What? He has a crush?" Jenna nearly laughed.
Ameya quickly explained, "I mean, on a movie actress. But he didn't even tell me her name."
Jenna shook her head with a laugh.
"Ameya, everyone has a crush on a movie star. That's nothing. You're overthinking."
"I know… but still," Ameya murmured, fiddling with a dress hanger.
Before Jenna could respond, Rico and Michael entered the shop. Michael waved cheerfully.
"Hey, aren't you done yet?"
Jenna waved back. "Not yet. She's being picky."
Michael grinned. "Then let me help you." He offered his hand to Jenna, and they both walked toward another rack.
That left Rico to step closer to Ameya, his smile playful.
"Still jealous?" he asked softly.
"Yes," Ameya admitted boldly. "So what?"
Rico chuckled, lowering his voice.
"I swear I really don't remember her name. If I knew, I'd tell you."
Ameya frowned. "How can you forget your cru—"
Before she could finish, Rico leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Her words dissolved instantly, her eyes widening.
He pulled back with a smirk. "Is this enough ?"
Her cheeks burned, and she whispered stubbornly,
"Crush name…"
Rico leaned even closer, their foreheads almost touching, making Ameya's heartbeat race. He whishpered "Not satisfied yet?."
He was about to kiss her again, but she quickly turned away, blushing furiously.
"Help me pick a dress instead," she muttered, running toward the racks.
Rico winked, following her with a grin.
"You can run, but I'll still catch you, jealous girl."
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