Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

"If you're really scared, I'll help you talk to Pauline."

"But...if that's the case, will I stop being famous right away?" Cynthia said worriedly with a sobbing tone.

"There are gains and losses. You're not just starting out in this industry. You've been a supporting role for so many years. Didn't you choose this path because you were unwilling to accept it?"

Cynthia let out a deep sigh. Following that, there was no longer any sound coming from inside, only Cynthia's uncontrollable sobs.

Quinn was worried that the people inside would come out at any time, so he pulled Lauren into his lounge.

"You sit here first, I'll go and change."

Quinn placed Lauren on the sofa and brought his spare clothes to the bathroom to change.

He looked at himself in the mirror. 'Have I really put on weight?'

He was glad that the chocolate cake had dropped onto the floor.

After changing his clothes, Quinn cleaned up the cream stains on his pants.

When he came out of the living room, he saw Lauren eating the free candies provided by the hotel.

"You're really a glutton, you only know how to eat."

Quinn put away his clothes and prepared to have his assistant bring them to a special dry cleaner for dry cleaning.

"Why did you eavesdrop on their conversation?"

Lauren bit on her candies, making a continuous 'click' sound. The sound of it gave Quinn a headache.

"None of your business, little brat. Why did you even come to my agency's banquet?"

Lauren gave Quinn a taste of his own medicine.

"None of your business...little brat."

'What?' Quinn thought.

"Alright, get out of here. This lounge is mine, not yours," he said proudly, as if he was the only one who had a lounge.

"It's mine," said Lauren. She slowly touched her small black bag.

Isaac had specially found someone to match this bag with Lauren's black sequined dress.

She took out a room card from her bag. "I also have my own lounge."

Even though Quinn did not see the floor and door number on the room card, he actually did not need to see it as the black card explained everything. Only the room card of the suite on the top floor was black.

The room card that Quinn had was the basic light yellow room card.

Quinn was stunned and speechless, and almost wanted to cry.

The person he disliked the most was Lauren. Why was it that Lauren was better than him in all sorts of things!

"I'm taller than you!" Quinn could only defeat Lauren with such a physical advantage.

Lauren did not fall for his goading. She made a "tsk" sound and went out to look for Isaac.

The door to the lounge closed with a 'bang'. Quinn was not in a hurry to return to the banquet hall. Instead, he lay on the bed, not forgetting to carefully protect his meticulously styled hair.

The conversation he had just heard outside Cynthia's room made him feel suspicious.

Based on what he had "accidentally" heard, he could conclude that Cynthia had become famous because of a certain matter, and this matter had put a huge pressure on her heart.

She wanted to get rid of this incident, but she didn't want to lose her reputation. Moreover, this incident had something to do with Pauline.

Quinn crossed his hands behind his neck and stared at the pure white ceiling in a daze.

He wasn't a nosy person, but he felt that this incident wasn't simple. It wasn't just this incident, many things today were a little strange.

But he had no thoughts at the moment.

As he thought about it, he fell asleep.

He was awakened by a knock on the door. When he woke up, he thought that he had slept for a few hours. When he looked at his phone, it was only twenty minutes.

The person who came was his assistant. He came as he could not find Quinn in the banquet hall.

"Quinn, you're actually hiding here and slacking off."

"Slacking off? I just accidentally fell asleep. What's the situation outside now?"

"Nothing much. It's just that Pauline came and said that the whole team would take a photo together."

The team mentioned here referred to all the artists that were under Pauline.

"Quinn, you just got into the team recently. If you're the last one to appear for the photo session now, you'll definitely leave a bad impression. Hurry up and leave."

Before leaving, the assistant asked Golden Star's makeup artist to do some makeup for Quinn.

The banquet hall was as lively as ever. There were even a few artistes performing on the stage. It was a feast for the eyes.

Pauline was wearing a red gown today.. She was not considered beautiful, but she did attract some attention, comparable to those small celebrities in the banquet hall.