?<strong>Chapter 667:</strong>


    Fannie wasn’t upset, just concerned that Jett was bing too involved in her professional affairs. Previously, he would have at least informed her of his ns, but now he proceeded without any notice.


    “Selma, please continue with your schedule,” Fannie told the actress.


    Selma nodded at Jett.


    “Mr. Lee, perhaps we should resume our discussion another time.”


    “Alright,” Jett agreed.


    As Selma left, she cast curious nces back at Jett and Fannie, sensing the tension between them.


    “Jett, you shouldn’t have stepped in. I have other ns for Selma. Let’s drop the web drama idea.”


    “Whyplicate things unnecessarily?” Jett responded smoothly.


    “She’s my artist, and I oversee her career path. Sess doesn’te overnight.”


    Jett tried to coax her.


    “I’m not just helping her. I’m trying to help you.”


    “I know,” Fannie acknowledged, her expression earnest. “But don’t you think you’re overstepping a bit? My career is my responsibility. I’m not at a point where I need assistance with everything.”


    Jett reclined on the sofa, his voice even.


    “I’m your boyfriend. I want to help you. If you’re in trouble, why not turn to me?”


    “I have turned to you before when I needed help.” The concept of self-sufficiency, often mistaken for female independence, could be misleading. True independence was about leveraging all avable resources effectively, a bnce Fannie usually maintained well. However, Jett’s recent actions felt overbearing.


    Jett frowned, his frustration evident as he loosened his tie.


    “I know you went to a business dinner with Bobbyst night. You’d ask him for help but not me?”


    “What are you implying?”


    “Selma told me you sought Bobby’s assistance for her benefit. So why reject my help?” Jett took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.


    “Fifi, my patience has its limits. If you can’t steer clear of Bobby, then don’t expect me to stay away from you either.”


    Selma’s thoughtless remarks had inadvertently backed Fannie into a corner.


    Jett, caught in a whirlwind of misunderstanding, confronted her.


    Fannie tried to exin, “I didn’t seek him out for assistance. It was only when I arrived that I realized he was the investor. I’ve been keeping my distance, yet he—”


    Before Fannie could finish, Jett cut her off, his expression hardened.


    “Really? You’ve been keeping your distance? Then exin why the kidnapper called both me and Bobby. After our argument, you still picked up Bobby’s call, didn’t you?”


    Fannie tried to maintain herposure, knowing her exnation might sound weak, but she still attempted to rify, “I just needed to settle things with him. Bobby cautioned me about being targeted.”


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