"Very handsome."
Ruby, with her elegant demeanor, spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
She hadn’t expected that her youngest son, upon seeing her, neither showed fear nor questioned why she was here.
Instead, he naturally stepped in to help her.
She was deeply moved.
Meanwhile, Sebastian casually placed the milk tea on the table and turned to the dumbfounded young starlet and makeup artist.
"Take your time with the milk tea."
His gaze locked onto the young starlet.
"Being an idol doesn’t mean thinking you're above others."
"You should be grateful that cup of milk tea didn’t land on my mom’s face."
"Otherwise, you'd never survive in this industry again."
Ruby wanted to stop him—such direct words would only invite trouble.
But Sebastian didn’t care.
"Mom, I was a rookie once too. B
