Chapter 377

At this moment, the silver-haired Dante leaned against his chair, looking as enchanting as a doll. His manager, Michael Poole, was slightly anxious. "Everything has been arranged." Dante turned his gray eyes toward Michael, responding with a sweet smile, "Thank you." Michael felt a chill run down his spine for some inexplicable reason. Not long ago, Dante had parachuted into the company. He had been assigned directly to this top-tier manager, and word had it that the order had come straight from Wallace himself. Initially, Michael had believed him to be an angelic youth. In today's society, there was a strong capacity for tolerance. Dante's pale eyes and hair didn't hinder his appeal; rather, they became his trademark. That, coupled with his youthful voice, made him an almost ethereal beauty. With just two singles released, he had already attracted a considerable fanbase. Just as Michael began reveling in joy, he had chanced upon Dante, who was playfully wielding a small knife a