To her surprise, the moonlight she saw on the deck was even more beautiful than the view from her room.
A sudden ringtone came from the pocket of her skirt.
Summer Shawcross finally withdrew her gaze from afar, took out her phone, and saw it was a call from her agent, Jessica.
"Hello, Jessica."
"Summer, during these two days of your vacation, I got you two new endorsements. Although I’ve already reviewed the contracts and there are no issues, I thought it was necessary to inform you," Jessica’s cheerful voice came through the phone.
"Endorsements?" Summer was taken aback, feeling a bit unfamiliar.
Yes, due to her past bad reputation, no brands had blindly chosen her for endorsements.
"One’s for a game and the other’s for a major women’s clothing brand. Both were very straightforward and offered you top-tier endorsement fees, so I decided to sign them for you. After all, if you delay signing high-quality endorsements like these, they’ll go to someone else. You have no objections, right?" Jessica continued.
"Oh, you go ahead and decide. I don’t have any issues," Summer agreed agreeably.
Jessica had been an agent for many years and had managed many excellent artists, so Summer trusted her to handle matters other than her exclusive songs.
Anyway, now that she’s gained fame, she needed to help the company earn some endorsement fees as well.
After all, despite her causing so much trouble over the years, the company had never terminated her contract or demanded any compensation, which was very rare. She had to repay them somehow.
"Hearing that relieves me. I’ll take care of the arrangements, and when you return, I’ll schedule your ad shoot. You’re so popular right now that all the brands want to get the ads shot and officially announce the endorsement as soon as possible."
"Okay, got it." Summer agreed amiably, then ended the call with Jessica.
She glanced at the time on her phone, then put it back in her pocket, turning around and preparing to leave the deck.
"Summer?" A familiar voice suddenly rang out in front of her.
Summer Shawcross was stunned for a moment, then raised her head in shock to look ahead.
A man in a gray suit was standing not far away, his gentle and scholarly face full of surprise.
"Summer, is that really you?" Dustin Hughes walked over with a bit of excitement.
A moment ago, he thought it might have been a trick of the eye, but instinctively he followed, and unexpectedly, it really was her.
Upon seeing him, Summer’s expression turned cold, giving him a frosty glance.
"What are you doing here..."
Before she could finish, Dustin had already walked over, reaching out to hug her.
Seeing this, Summer was startled and quickly turned aside to avoid his embrace.
Her reaction made Dustin’s movement freeze, and he withdrew his hand, stepping back.
"I’m just glad you’re alright." He let out a bitter smile.
After the last red carpet incident, he was worried about her and had been trying to contact her, sending emails, but she never replied to any.
He’d never been so anxious and concerned before.
Until this moment, seeing her standing here in person, his heart that had been hanging in the air finally settled down.
"I’m doing just fine, no need for your concern." Summer turned her head away, not wanting to see his hypocritical demeanor.