"Alright, alright, I’m just asking for it myself." Julian Campbell weakly waved his hand, his usually handsome features that made fans scream all tangled up, "I’m heading back." The butler escorted Julian out, handing him a box with a smile, "This is a gift prepared by the sir." Julian looked at the small box and nodded, "Thank my uncle for me." The driver drove the car steadily, when suddenly, a scream erupted from the back seat, startling the driver so much that his hands shook, and the car swerved into an S shape. "Are you crazy? What’s with the screaming?" Julian’s manager, George Reed, broke out in a cold sweat and turned his head to start scolding. "Ahhh!!!" Even being scolded couldn’t stop Julian from expressing his overwhelming excitement through screams. "You lost it?" George Reed frowned, looking at Julian like he was insane, wondering what he was thinking when he insisted on signing such an artist? "Look, look!" Julian flaunted the thing in front of George Reed, "My uncle gave me this!" George Reed sighed lightly, pressing his aching forehead as he asked, "Your uncle is so rich, it’s just a watch, is it worth getting so excited over?" Never mind his family, Julian himself was pretty rich as a celebrity, wasn’t he? It’s too over the top! "What do you know? This isn’t just any watch... forget it, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you." Julian dismissed him with a wave, and happily sat back down, turning the watch over and over to examine it. This was the kind of equipment that only special talents from those training camps would have. Of course, it was apparent that this one had all the features that shouldn’t be leaked removed, not capable of fully functioning, but even so, it was enough to drive him crazy with excitement! When he was young, he had a hero dream, but unfortunately, it couldn’t be realized for various reasons. However, he crazily collected all things from training camps. Uncle’s gift was really too precious! The key was, you couldn’t buy this with money. "Hey, Brother George, what do you think my uncle really is?" Julian leaned back in his seat, fingers lovingly caressing the watch. George Reed helplessly glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "You’re asking me who your uncle is?" Looks like he really needs to book Julian a good doctor, and a psychiatrist at that! George Reed, with a headache, didn’t notice that Julian, who usually joked around all day without a care in the world in the back seat, had a thoughtful and serious look on his face. Uncle went to the training camp back then, it seems he wasn’t just any ordinary talent. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 Even the top talents from the training camps wouldn’t have the ability to bring this out. Julian smiled thoughtfully, then... acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to study the watch. Anyway, it’s his uncle, no matter what his uncle’s identity is, it wouldn’t change their blood relationship. Julian was having a delightful time, while Sophie Wilson was even happier: "How did you manage to bring Elder Warren here?" It really took her by surprise! "Happy?" Charles Seymour’s tone remained as indifferent as ever, but a soft and indulgent look flashed in his eyes, making one’s heart melt. "So happy!" Sophie Wilson happily nestled in Charles Seymour’s embrace, gesturing and speaking, "You have no idea, Ophelia Wilson’s reaction at the time... oh, it was hilarious!"