Chapter 78. First Model

Fenella’s POV

"How do you feel about it?"

Laird asked with a small smile. I was sure he was nervous right now. He looked at me closely with his emerald green eyes, observing every movement of my face.

Truly, I was starting to understand that my opinion mattered to him. There was a fear that I might criticize him, perhaps, but of course, I wouldn't shatter his dreams like that.

"Baby, I think you're amazing. I've always believed in you since we were kids," I said, holding Laird's hand.

"I still remember how you were always the star student in school. I'm confident you can do it and will do a great job." I spread a genuine, wide smile on my face.

He used to dream of becoming a professional baseball player, but now he wants to be a businessman. Well, that's great. Whatever Laird does, I know he will excel at it.

Laird held my hand tightly. His thumb gently stroked the back of my hand, and he smiled broadly after hearing my words of encourag