My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 269

Steven took the file and flipped through a few pages.

Celeste’s background was pretty straightforward, from her birth to school, and then later marrying Liam. The content was clear and detailed.

It even had information such as in which hospital she was born, which school she attended, where she went for treatment when she was sick as a child, and on even that car accident from over six years ago.

Attached were photos of her at every stage of her life.

Steven’s finger rested on his lip, his brow furrowed.

His assistant curiously asked, “Mr. Garcia, why’d you suddenly want to check up on Celeste?” NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Steven casually replied while flipping through the pages, “I want to sign her, so I’m just investigating her background.”

Did signing actors really require such a thorough background check?

The company’s newly signed people didn’t seem to have gone through such detailed investigations.

Could Mr. Garcia be extra cautious because she’s Liam’s wife?

Steven looked back and forth a few pages several times before looking up and saying, “Later, help me check on Shawn and Caitlyn’s backgrounds too. The more detailed, the better.”

“Alright.”

Just as he finished speaking, Steven’s phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, his eyes relaxed a bit, and he answered the phone.

“Bro, why haven’t you come back yet?”

Steven smiled, “I’m on my way home now. What’s up, bored at home by yourself?”

“Bored? If Dad wasn’t worried about you drinking too much, I wouldn’t bother with you.”

“Well, will you cover for me?”

“No way! Dad’s so strict, if he finds out I helped you lie to him, I’ll get punished too.”

The girl coughed after saying these words.

Steven’s expression softened, “Why are you coughing? Did you catch a cold?”

“No. The air in J city is too dry for me. My throat’s been uncomfortable these past few days.”

“Turn on the humidifier, drink more water, and I’ll be home soon. Do you want anything to eat?”

“The housemaid cooked dinner. I’m not hungry. Just hurry back, or Dad will ask about you when he video calls me later.”

“Got it, almost home.”

After hanging up, Steven asked his assistant, “Nathan, can you arrange for some artificial rainfall?”

Nathan’s eyes twitched, “Young Master, artificial rainfall requires approval from multiple departments.”

Just because his sister thought the air was too dry, he wanted to create artificial rain. He was really spoiling her.

“I see” Steven stroked his chin, “Then starting tomorrow, arrange for a few people to spray water mist around the house for a few days.”

Nathan muttered in his heart that this was indeedmuch simpler.

Nicolas helped Celeste get Liam to the bed, panting heavily after the effort.

Drinking with Liam was always like this: he ended up drunk everytime. That big guy couldn’t hold his liquor at all.

Celeste unbuttoned a few buttons on Liam’s shirt, and seeing Nicolas about to leave, quickly walked up to him, “Mr. Francis, let me give you a ride back.”

Nicolas shook his hand, “I called a taxi on the way, it should be here soon.”

After Nicolas left, Trisha sent a slightly adjusted photo to Celeste.

“Beautiful, post it on Twitter now!”