chapter 8 The grievances of a big star ===

In the past few days, Corentin had started to get used to the life in the Von family. Even though he and Mirela would often have staring contests, seeing Anya's happy smile every day made even the "unexpected father" Corentin happy and content.
Fortunately, Mirela's parents didn't live with them. It seemed that her parents were unaware of her marriage. According to Aunt Christine, they were on a trip and wouldn't be back for a while.
During the day, Corentin continued to work as a parking lot security guard at Soaring Group, and in the evenings, he would come home to hold Anya. Life was peaceful and warm.
"Ah," Corentin, sitting in the security booth, let out a long yawn. Ferron smiled and asked, "Where were you hanging out last night?"
Corentin shook his head and chuckled. "Do you think I'm a rich second generation? With this salary, how could I afford to hang out?"
"Well, that's true. Today, you better be on your toes. I heard an important person is coming to our company," Ferron reminded him.
An important person? Corentin's spirits lifted, and he widened his eyes. "Who is this important person?"
"I only heard a bit of insider information. I don't know who it is exactly, and why would they let us small security guards know," Ferron chuckled.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Outside the parking lot, a BMW X6 led the way, followed by a Rolls-Royce Phantom and a Porsche Cayenne. Three luxury cars arrived simultaneously, indicating the arrival of a VIP.
The grandeur of the scene seemed even more impressive than that of a city leader. Ferron had never seen such a spectacle before. His hands trembled as he pressed the button to open the automatic gate, allowing the three luxury cars to enter the parking lot.
After the Rolls-Royce parked, the head of the Security Department, Brant, was the first to step out of the car. He opened the backseat door, revealing a pair of jade legs.
With picturesque features and snow-white skin, her complexion shimmered in the sunlight. As she stepped out of the car, a standard melon seed face came into view. Her eyebrows were like paintings, her beautiful eyes shimmered like autumn water, and her lips were like cherry blossoms. Her long hair gently cascaded over her fragrant shoulders. Her stunning beauty left everyone slightly stunned.
"It's Verdell!" Ferron exclaimed in disbelief, his words incoherent with excitement. "Oh my god, the national goddess is actually here at our company, and I actually saw her with my own eyes."
Ferron shook Corentin's arm. "Brother, is this real? I'm not mistaken, right?"
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Corentin felt funny. Was there a need to be so excited? If the goddess spoke to you, would you jump off the 40th floor of the Soaring Group's Building?
But then again, Verdell, who possessed both beauty and talent, was the dream woman of almost every man in the Land of the Red Dragon. It was understandable that Ferron was so excited.
Brant, from the Security Department, was rumored to be the illegitimate child of a shareholder in the group. He was a graduate of a third-tier university, yet he managed to become the head of the Security Department. The reason behind it was evident.
Brant was dressed in a well-fitted suit, with his hair styled with hair wax, making it shine in the sunlight. He had rosy lips and white teeth, the typical appearance of a pretty boy.
As Verdell stepped out of the car, Brant hurriedly approached and opened an umbrella to shield her from the sun. Verdell softly said, "Mr. Curry, it's not hot, there's no need for the umbrella."
It was already April, with a gentle spring breeze and pleasant sunshine. Brant's act of opening the umbrella was unnecessary, but it showed his attentive nature.
In the corner of Brant's eyes, there would occasionally be a hint of lustful desire as he shamelessly sized up Verdell's perfectly proportioned figure.
After Verdell stepped out of the car, her manager followed closely behind her. And a dozen capable security guards from the Security Department trailed behind Brant, responsible for protecting Verdell's safety.
The group walked in a grand procession towards the entrance of the Soaring Group's Building. When Verdell reached the security booth in the parking lot, she suddenly stopped, causing the people behind her to brake abruptly and almost collide. Fortunately, her manager was there to shield them, preventing Brant from taking advantage of the situation.
"What's wrong, Verdell?" her manager asked, somewhat surprised.
Verdell stared straight at the security booth, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of fiery desire. She whispered, "Having so many security guards following me is too conspicuous. I only need one capable security guard to protect me."
Verdell's visit to Soaring Group this time was a company secret, unknown to the outside world. Otherwise, if it were known that Verdell was here, she would surely be surrounded by a sea of people.
Therefore, Verdell's words made perfect sense. Brant nodded. "Miss Curry is right. How about I choose the most capable security guard from our team for you?"
"No need, I'll choose myself," Verdell firmly refused. Then, her gaze fell on the security booth in the parking lot, and a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She pointed with her delicate finger and said, "Him!"
Everyone followed her gaze and saw Corentin, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of helplessness.
Her eyes were too sharp. Even with his security guard cap on and standing in the booth, she still recognized him. Corentin was speechless and his face stiffened slightly. The phrase "laughing and crying" best described his current state of mind.
Everyone was astonished. Although Corentin was not bad-looking, with a tall and handsome figure and sharp features, there were other attractive security guards present. How did the famous star choose him at first glance?
It should be noted that being a security guard in a parking lot was considered the lowest position in the security field, with no future prospects whatsoever. It was a dead-end job.
Therefore, everyone was at a loss as to why the famous star would choose Corentin.
After a momentary daze, Brant shouted loudly at Corentin in the booth, "Hey, come out!"
Of course, Brant had no idea what the name of this low-level security guard was. Corentin reluctantly walked out of the booth, and Brant said in a loud voice, "From now on, you are responsible for protecting Miss Curry's safety. If Miss Curry loses a single hair, you're out!"
Brant put on an air of leadership, hoping to impress Verdell. But even with just a little bit of common sense, one could understand that Verdell was an international superstar. Could a mere head of the Security Department dare to have any thoughts about her?
However, with Verdell's stunning beauty, any man would have the desire to reach for something beyond their grasp.
Seeing Brant's arrogant demeanor, Corentin couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention. He walked directly to Verdell's side and pretended not to recognize her, saying, "Hello, Miss Curry. I am a security guard in the parking lot."
Verdell smiled sweetly and said, "Hmm, make sure to protect me well. Don't let any bad people bully me."
At this moment, the famous star's lips curved into a charming arc, her bright and beautiful eyes slightly narrowed. She exuded a mix of charm and innocence, with a touch of coquettishness. Instantly, everyone's hearts raced at the sight of her captivating face. She was truly stunning and beautiful.