Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 261

The room, initially buzzing with an indescribable energy, settled into a calm as the camera started rolling.

Curtis scanned the room, his gaze landing on a peculiar sight, and raised an eyebrow, “What’s the gig here?”

Devin pushed him towards the center of the room onto a couch, “You’re in the hot seat today. Time for an interview.”

“To get an interview, you gotta go through my secretary first for an appointment,” Curtis replied, not really in the mood for games, making a move to stand up.

However, Devin pulled out a surprising prop from behind, placing it on his head.

It was a mask made from a picture of Leanne, paired with a biker jacket, creating a bizarre ensemble as he faced Curtis.

Curtis’ gaze fixed on the mask for a second before breaking into laughter, “Looking for a beating, huh?”

Nonetheless, he settled down on the couch, his tone noticeably softer, “I’ve got a couple of meetings later. Let’s not drag this.”

Devin clipped a mic onto Curtis’ collar as he leaned back on the couch, eyeing the picture

of Leanne on Devin. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Where did you get that? It’s quite haunting on you.’

Devin cursed under his breath, “Your stare is pretty haunting, too.”

This footage was captured before Curtis found out about Leanne’s depression. At that time, he exuded a vibrant and carefree energy, his posture relaxed and comfortable.

Curtis chuckled softly at Devin’s comment, “Then take it off.”

“I won’t. I’m standing in for Leanne today,” Devin declared, positioning himself as the host and shouting towards the camera, “Action.”

Holding a sheet of prepared questions, Devin asked, “Who’s your favorite woman?”

The studio lights perfectly highlighted Curtis’ handsome features, his eyes shimmering under the carefully arranged lighting, adding depth and emotion.

A playful smile danced in his eyes as he looked at Devin, responding with a hint of jest,

“You.”

Devin, feeling the jest, quickly ripped off the mask amidst a wave of laughter from the small audience in the screening room. Joy and Selina could hardly contain themselves, laughing uproariously,

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Devin’s annoyed voice cut through the laughter, “Shut up, will you!”

Only two people weren’t laughing.

Back on screen, Devin tried to steer the interview back on track, “Let’s ask again. Don’t rush your answer. It’s a multiple-choice question.”

“Who’s your favorite woman? Option A: Leanne. Option B…

Before he could continue, Curtis interrupted with a firm, “A.”

“I didn’t even finish the options.”

Curtis smiled nonchalantly, “Doesn’t matter who else is on the list, it’s always A.

Joy, sipping on her milkshake, felt conflicted by his answer, “This guy really knows his game.”

Selina, munching on fried chicken, whispered back, equally conflicted, “I’ve been saying he seems really into Leanne.”

The interview continued with Devin asking another question.

“If you had to choose between your career and love, what would it be?”

Curtis pondered for a brief moment before answering, “Career, I guess.”

It was the answer most men would give, grounded in reality.

But Devin pressed further, “What about between ElitePinnacle and Leanne? Which one would you choose?”

This seemed like the same question, but with a crucial difference.

Curtis flickered his eyes with a hint of mischief as he glanced at Devin, “Tricky question.”

“Make a choice, come on.”

Without hesitation, Curtis replied, “Leanne.”

In his heart, his career was important, but Leanne was paramount.

Devin was like, “Man, I knew you were all about that love stuff!”

Curtis, getting called out for being lovesick, didn’t seem to sweat it. He just laughed it off and softly said, “Nah, I’m not all about love.”