"How do you know?" Brandon Cliff was puzzled.
"Besides you, I can't think of a second candidate."
Norman Linton suddenly lowered his voice and ordered, "From now on, don't promote Ella recklessly. She doesn't need to be famous; all she needs is to live her life honestly and earnestly."
"Norman, what...what do you mean?" Brandon Cliff was confused.
"Norman's right."
Ella Thompson nodded in agreement, "Brandon Cliff, please allow me to keep a low profile, even lower, OK?"
After all, she isn't from this kingdom. Too much exposure could potentially draw unnecessary attention and jealousy...
And of course, Brandon Cliff was naturally oblivious of their thoughts...
...
That night, after a celebratory dinner, they only returned to the apartment after eleven.
Ella Thompson took a bath and went straight to bed.
She slept soundly until morning.
The next day, at eight o'clock, Brandon Cliff drove her to the King's Mansion.
