Chapter 6 Live Broadcast

"I understand, Father. I'll go find the bodyguards. Please don't be angry. My sister is just young and doesn't understand..." But Delilah's words didn't calm Deacon's anger; instead, they further infuriated him. "Young? How much older is she than you! And she still needs her younger sister to plead for her? That damned brat didn't even answer his father's call! Unbelievable! What a lack of discipline!" With that, he hung up, his anger reaching its peak. Jack had planned to go street racing with his friends but had his plans thwarted. He said, "We shouldn't have asked her to come back! Father hasn't been angry in years, and now both of us are involved." Delilah sighed and dialed Katherine's number on her iPhone. As expected, there was no answer. Delilah tried again, and this time, someone picked up. "Hello?" Delilah widened her eyes, turning to Jack with a surprised expression. A man? But his voice was so pleasant, like the deep resonance of a cello, strikingly beautiful and memorable. Could it be... Noel? Delilah restrained her excitement, making her voice sound sweet and innocent: "Hello, may I ask who you are? How come my sister's phone is with you?" Noel didn't answer her question, simply saying, "What's the matter?" "There's something urgent at home, and we need Katherine to come back. Is she busy? Could you please tell her? It's rude of me not to ask for your name. I'd appreciate your help." After hearing Delilah's explanation, the man on the other end of the line uttered just one word: "No." And then he hung up. Delilah tried calling again, only to find herself blocked. As luck would have it, Jack had gone to the restroom. Delilah, seething with anger, slammed the throw pillow onto the sofa. When Jack came out and asked what happened, she replied with a soft, tearful smile, "My sister isn't answering her phone." Katherine emerged from the open kitchen, wearing heavy gloves and holding a baking tray taken from the oven, confidently smiling. She was stunningly beautiful. "Did someone call for me just now?" Noel looked at Katherine, his eyes gentle. "Someone from the O'Reilly family. I hung up." Katherine smiled knowingly. "Seems like it's not good news." Noel performed a noble gesture like a medieval aristocrat and said, "I hope you don't mind me making decisions on my own." "Of course not," Katherine smiled, resembling a beautiful and powerful leopard, her curves captivating. "No need to worry," Noel said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, his dark eyes filled with tenderness. "You've endured quite a bit at the O'Reilly mansion these past few days. How about I take you skiing in Country D tomorrow?" Katherine blinked, her expression enchanting. "Thank you, Noel." Noel smiled faintly, his gaze unusually gentle as Katherine bent down to remove the paper from the baking tray. Katherine was skilled in cooking. She prepared a salad, grilled steak, and fried fish and chips, specially made for Noel. Noel praised Katherine's cooking skills while asking, "How's your grandmother's health?" "Cousin said she's doing fine. Once the weather warms up a bit, I'll take her to stay at my place for a while." Katherine casually chatted, asking, "Noel, where are we skiing tomorrow?" "You might not know it. It's a friend of mine, Ivan Eiflin." The name sounded familiar to Katherine, but upon reflection, she couldn't recall. Noel didn't provide details about Ivan's identity, and his eyes darkened slightly. Unlike Noel, Ivan focused on his entertainment career, achieving much greater success than Noel, who changed professions like changing clothes. If one had to compare, Noel had to call him a senior. Moreover, Noel knew Katherine's preferences. That guy was simply Katherine's ideal type! With both of them busy and no time for meals, Noel wouldn't allow Katherine to think about other men! In City G, Country A, at 2:30 PM, Noel's special "Wild Survival" program press conference was held. As usual, the program team would hold a special event in each guest's city, using a Q&A format. This not only promoted the program but also expanded the guest's influence, benefiting both parties. In addition to the offline event, there was also a live broadcast. The host randomly selected an equal number of fans and viewers from both offline and online to interview. The crowd surrounded the venue of the press conference, with sweating bodyguards blocking the enthusiastic fans trying to rush into the building. The streets near the venue were even more impassable, with several hours of traffic jams, and more than a dozen traffic police officers were dispatched to direct traffic. On the internet, the number of viewers exceeded one hundred thousand in just a minute and continued to increase at an astonishing rate. As the conference neared its end, the host smiled and invited a member of the audience to ask a question. The audience member wasted no time and went straight to the point, addressing the recent rumors: "Brother Noel, I'm your loyal fan. I want to ask you, are the photos real?" Noel smiled, calmly saying, "They are." Instantly, there was a commotion both at the venue and online. "But," Noel tapped the microphone, the sharp electromagnetic sound restoring peace both offline and online, and he smiled mischievously like a mischievous boy, saying, "Unfortunately, we are not in a romantic relationship." This statement caused an uproar. "What are you regretting? Ahhh! I'm devastated!" This barrage of comments was quickly followed by countless fans. In the live broadcast, Noel took out a black crocodile skin wallet from his pocket and pulled out a photo. The photographer wisely zoomed in on the photo, making the contents gradually clearer. The photo depicted an endless expanse of lush green grassland, with dark green and deep gray pine forests in the distance. Behind the pine forest was a partially revealed building. Describing it as a castle would be more accurate, with its pointed towers and thick stone walls adorned with narrow windows for defense. On the lawn were two children. One of the boys wore navy blue shorts, a pristine white shirt, and Ru white high socks, playing happily with a spotted dog. The other girl wore a light blue dress, holding a parasol with pink lace edges on her shoulder, looking calmly at the camera. Instantly, everyone exploded. Someone typed in a daze, "No wonder, a noble's friend is also a noble." "Another noble girl!" "My God! She's so beautiful! Does anyone know her social media account?" "Is this something I can see for free? Young Noel! So adorable!"