He hummed a response, lifted his chin, and indicated Averi Rivera, "What about her contract?"
Mr. Hall immediately caught on, "Mr. Wyatt, rest assured, I'll have my secretary send over the endorsement contract tomorrow."
For Mr. Hall, Averi Rivera was just another pretty woman. Unable to touch her, there were still countless other pretty women to replace her, but Wyatt Wright was different. There was no second Mr. Wyatt in the photography world.
Wyatt Wright's photography contract for Averi Rivera's endorsement contract was a profitable deal for Mr. Hall.
"I have other matters to attend to," Wyatt said, "Excuse me."
Mr. Hall politely wished him a safe journey.
From beginning to end, Wyatt's gaze never fell on Averi Rivera.
She hurried after him.
"Wyatt Wright."
Wyatt turned around, said nothing, and waited for what she had to say next.
Her eyes were fervent, "Thank you."
"You don't need to thank me, just remember, this is the second time."
