Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 224 Suzanne? Almost instantly, Jenson understood what was happening in front of him. Anger flared up in Jenson's eyes. He hadn't laid a finger on Suzanne in all these years. How dare this old man attempt it today? He immediately yelled in a stern voice, "Let her go!" Being interrupted from his improper deed, Khalil was extremely annoyed. Without turning his head, he shouted impatiently, "If you know what's good for you, get out of here! Don't disturb me!" However, in the next instant, Jenson swung his fist and directly punched Khalil in the head with a loud bang. Khalil let go of Suzanne due to the pain. He covered his head and stumbled into a chair.

Suzanne looked at Jenson in surprise. She didn't expect that he would be here. The moment Khalil looked up and saw Jenson, his face instantly turned pale. Jenson stared at him fiercely and threatened him in a deep voice, "Try touching even a single hair on her head again, and you'll see what happens!" He took a step forward and shielded Suzanne behind him.

Suzanne's eyes flickered slightly. Subconsciously, she turned her gaze to look outside and found that many people from the entertainment industry were standing at the door.

They stared at Jenson in disbelief, their expressions a mix of awe and admiration as if they couldn't believe how bold he was.

It was clear this was a gathering of cast members.

Khalil sat slumped in his chair with his head buried in his hands. He was too terrified to move, and his eyes were wide with fear.

He thought, "Damn it! Why is a member of the Lambert family here? How could I have been stupid enough to provoke someone like him?" Just then, Zeke and the others pushed their way into the room, crowding around Jenson with impressed looks on their faces.

"Jenson, that was incredible!" Zeke said, giving him a thumbs-up. "You took him down with just one punch!" "No kidding," another chimed in. "Mr. Lambert sure lives up to his reputation. He's talented in both literature and martial arts. What can't he do?" "It's not every day you see someone in the entertainment industry step up like that," someone else added. "You've got guts, Jenson." Jenson, however, seemed unfazed by the praise. He turned to Suzanne, his voice calm but concerned. "Suzanne, are you okay?" The room fell silent for a moment as everyone exchanged curious glances. Wait, did they know each other? Suzanne's eyes swept across the room, taking in the scene. Her gaze lingered on Khalil, who was still hunched over and groaning in pain.

She wasn't afraid of him—not really. Punching him herself would have been satisfying, but she knew it would have cost her the business deal she'd been working on.

Still, a small, mischievous smile tugged at her lips. Now that Jenson was here, maybe she could make the most of this situation.

She glanced at Jenson and said softly, "I'm fine, but... I'm here to sign a contract with Mr. Young today." No one understood Jenson better than she did. He cared deeply about his reputation, and in front of so many people, he would undoubtedly step up to help. If that was the case... why not let him? Jenson's eyes fell on the design draft scattered across the table. The sketch and notes were impressive, clearly the work of someone talented.

He turned to Suzanne, a hint of surprise in his voice. "You've joined the company?" Suzanne nodded. "Yes, Seline is my manager. She's the one who assignedto handle this deal." At the mention of Seline, Jenson's expression darkened. He knew exactly what kind of person Khalil was, but what about Seline? She had been with Yates Corporation for years. Surely, she knew how things worked there. Was he overthinking it, or was there more to Seline than met the eye? After a brief pause, he looked back at Suzanne. He needed her help, but at the stime, he wasn't about to let anyone take advantage of what was his.

Without another word, he picked up the design sketch and strode over to Khalil, who was still cowering in his seat.

Jenson's voice was cold and commanding as he asked, "Do you like this design?" At that moment, an overwhelming pressure seemed to radiate from him, sending a shiver through everyone in the room. Even the onlookers couldn't help but stare in awe.

They thought, "No wonder he's an A-list actor. His presence is absolutely magnetic." Khalil no longer cared about the pain in his head. He quickly nodded and said, "Yes, I'm satisfied-very satisfied." Jenson's gaze was cold and piercing as he pressed on, "Can you sign the contract?" A glint of amusement flickered in Suzanne's eyes. Just as she had expected, Jenson was finally proving useful.

Reflecting on the past, it had been such a struggle for her to even get a moment with him. But now, Jenson could actually lend her a hand.

Though she could have handled Khalil on her own, things definitely wouldn't have gone as smoothly as leveraging Jenson's influence. Now, she just needed to stand by and watch the show unfold.

Inside, Khalil was seething with anger. But he didn't dare utter a word. Moreover, he genuinely liked the design. He was just upset that he wasn't able to take advantage of such a perfect woman. The next moment, Jenson's voice deepened as he warned, "If you ever dare to lay a finger on her again, the Young family won't be worthy of staying in this country anymore." Jenson... was going to wipe them out! How could this woman have such a powerful background? Khalil didn't dare to think any further. He quickly pulled out a pen and the contract from his bag and said, "I'll sign it right now."