Chapter 263 Logan’s Transformation 5
"Senior Alice, please don’t worry so much," Lucas said, stepping forward in a protective gesture in front of the two women. "Senior Hera, I don’t know what magic or cosmetic surgery my best friend underwent to improve his appearance, but please don’t be misled. And please don’t think poorly of Ms. Briley; she was only concerned for your reputation, especially given your position in the entertainment industry."
Hera narrowed her eyes at Lucas. ’What a clever move’, she thought. With his words, he not only tarnished Hera’s reputation and exposed her career path to the bystanders, adding fuel to the online gossip, but also seemed to have picked up on Minerva’s dislike for Hera after spending only an afternoon with her.
With just a few words, he had already cemented trust within their group by mentioning Minerva’s last name, indicating she was the sole heiress of the Briley family—one of the most prominent families. Would an heiress from such a family stoop to scandal and gossip? At the same time, he dealt a blow to Logan by painting him as a superficially attractive man, implying that any potential entry into the entertainment industry would render him nothing more than a plastic face compared to Lucas. Thus, Logan’s perceived advantage in looks would hold little weight in terms of true appeal.
Hera gave Lucas a thorough look, and the intensity of her gaze made Lucas feel as though he were on cloud nine. He would be lying if he denied his interest in Hera; still young and impulsive, he was easily swayed by primal instincts. A woman as stunning as Hera, surpassing even Minerva and Alice, was irresistible to men.
"No wonder he managed to rise to the top of his career in just a couple of years," Hera thought, her fist clenched tightly. His cunningness was on par with Dave’s, adept at exploiting any opportunity to propel himself upward. She felt exhausted from constantly being pulled into the storyline at every turn. Despite her efforts to break free from it, she found herself continually entangled, with drama pouring in relentlessly, denying her any rest days at all.
"Lucas, isn’t it?" Hera began.
When he heard his name called and Hera remembered it, Lucas’s eyes lit up. He nodded slightly, trying to maintain his composure in front of the crowd, though all he wanted was to approach Hera and make his move.
"If you hadn’t mentioned that Logan is your best friend, some might think you have a deep-seated hatred toward him. As for his appearance change, we simply removed his long bangs that covered his face and his thick glasses that hid his beautiful eyes. Even I didn’t see it coming, especially since Miss Sandra Stan took two hours just to style Logan, my junior." She then turned to Logan and tapped his shoulder a few times like an older sister would.
"He has just signed on with our company, and since he doesn’t yet have an assistant to guide him when he’s clueless about what to do, and our manager is swamped with paperwork and registrations, I, as his senior both at university and in the workplace, need to take care of my junior to set a good example, don’t I?" Hera then glanced at Lucas with a gracious and gentle smile, though her domineering aura subtly emanated, lending her a regal and striking presence, much like a rose with thorns.
"As for the sugar daddy gossip, I wonder who started it? It’s true that I have suitors—after all, which woman doesn’t? Just because they were there for me when I was hospitalized after an accident, does that mean I’m deemed promiscuous? If I didn’t know better, Miss Briley, I might think you’re orchestrating this to tarnish my reputation, given your certainty about me being a vile woman. Surely, a well-bred lady like yourself wouldn’t resort to such tactics, would you?" Hera’s smile remained understanding and gentle, displaying concern and kindness to the bystanders.
So, those who made disparaging comments earlier now felt embarrassed. They hadn’t held back their voices when they spoke, and many had heard them. Being scrutinized by others was truly embarrassing, making them question their own character for jumping to conclusions without knowing the reality behind the gossip.
Everyone felt a burning sensation in their cheeks from the stinging words like they were slapped in the face.