The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1845 Birthday Surprise
Ding.

The elevator doors stopped and opened in the lobby of the apartment building. A tall, strong man with a kind face rushed out of the elevator, scrambling to open the doors. The gleaming marble floor was slightly slippery and not suitable for running, so he glided out like an ice skater.

The security guard at the apartment building's front desk looked up and immediately spotted the burly man, greeting him with a broad smile, "Good evening, Mr. Norman."

The burly man tried to brake, but lost control of his steps and slid past the front desk. He grinned and waved to the security guard.

Then, it slid away in a flash.

The security guard stared at the burly man with a look of astonishment and a hint of worry, fearing that the man might run into the revolving door like Tom in "Tom and Jerry".

Sure enough, the burly man hurriedly slipped into the revolving door, only managing to stop when his face was pressed against the glass inside, only to be pushed out by the revolving door again.

It's practically a living comic book.

The security guard stared in disbelief at the scene, feeling both curious and amused.

His professional ethics told him that he shouldn't pry into the guests' privacy.

As one of the most upscale private apartments in Knightsbridge, London, it has always been known for its excellent privacy measures, which is why many young people like to live here.

Young aristocrats, billionaires, pop stars, tech upstarts, and so on.

About a month and a half ago, Anson Wood rented an apartment here as a place to stay while filming in London, but he never let the news out.

This secret was kept extremely secret throughout the apartment, because they knew that if it were leaked, the apartment would become a target for paparazzi, affecting not only Anson but also other residents. They couldn't afford to take the risk.

Conversely, if the apartment can ensure Anson's privacy and safety during filming, its reputation will be established, building brand value.

Therefore, the apartment staff have all kept quiet recently.

The security guard was no exception, but the restless impulse in his mind was still surging, and he couldn't help but glance at the man out of the corner of his eye, a slight smile playing on his lips.

That was Noah Newman, Anson's personal assistant, responsible for taking care of Anson's daily life and trivial matters. He was an honest and simple man who served Anson wholeheartedly. He had nothing but Anson in his eyes, but he often caused trouble due to his recklessness, and he was also a celebrity in the apartment.

Then, the security guard noticed that Noah went out and picked up a guest in a black Bentley parked on the street instead of going through the underground parking lot.

guest?

Realizing this, the security guard immediately straightened up and lowered his gaze, suppressing all curiosity. Regardless of who it was, if this was Anson's guest, then he shouldn't inquire or know anything about it.

Secrets are sometimes not a good thing, because once you know a secret, you can't help but want to explore and share it, and you might even encounter danger.

Therefore, the best way to keep a secret is to know nothing.

The security guard lowered his head, staring intently at the table, vaguely noticing Noah and the guest passing by, and nodded slightly in greeting.

"good evening."

Noah presented his identification, confirmed his identity, and completed the registration, thus verifying that he was Anson's guest.

Bao An kept his head down the whole time, demonstrating top-notch professionalism, and didn't even let his eyes wander until they entered the elevator.

Looking up at the closed elevator doors, Anson realized this was only the second time he had received a visitor during his time working in London. The last time was when Anson had just moved in, before the film had even started shooting. Some time later, he read the news in The Times and realized that the guest must be Dior's chief designer, who had come to discuss a collaboration with Anson.

This means that tonight is the first time Anson has had a visitor since joining the crew, and it's unknown who it is.

The thought had barely crossed my mind when I immediately cut it off.

Curiosity killed the cat.

He certainly didn't want to lose his job. Outside the elevator, he let out a long breath, his tense mind finally relaxing; inside the elevator, it was the same, after the chaos, he finally managed to regain his footing.

The mysterious guest looked at Noah, who was drenched in sweat, with a bewildered expression, completely unaware of what was going on. "Noah, are you alright? Do you need some water?"

Noah quickly waved his hand, not even having time to wipe his sweat, "No, no, no, don't worry about me, I'm fine, everything's fine, we just need to speed things up."

“I’ve contacted the crew, and today’s filming went very smoothly. It should be finished soon. I need to drive there as soon as possible to avoid arousing Mr. Wood’s suspicion.”

"It takes about 30 minutes to get here from the film set, so the preparation time might be a bit tight."

The mysterious guest was about to respond when the elevator arrived. Noah hurriedly turned and stepped forward, but in his haste, the elevator doors didn't open fully, and he bumped right into them. The mysterious guest's cry of "Watch out!" was caught in his throat; he was a beat too late.

bang.

Noah crashed into it hard, and his disheveled appearance and the echoing sound in the elevator made onlookers grimace.

To replace Noah's pain.

Noah himself had his cheeks scrunched up like a bun, rubbing his head as if he were washing clothes, but he kept saying, "No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm fine. We'll go in right away. We can't delay Mr. Wood's surprise party."

But the mysterious guest wouldn't allow it. "Noah, slow down, take your time. Don't worry, go to the film set to pick up Anson. I still have time to prepare."

Noah took another step outward—

Card. Card card card.

The second time, Noah was stuffed in the door crack with half of his body outside, waiting for the elevator to slowly open. He rushed forward and crashed into the wall.

bang.

Noah slammed his head against the wall with a dull thud, then scratched his head again, grimacing. "No, we need to hurry, or Mr. Wood will find out. Mr. Wood knows everything, nothing can be hidden from him. We can't ruin your carefully prepared surprise party, Miss Hathaway, believe me."

The person standing in the elevator was Anne Hathaway.

Anson's birthday is November 11th, while Annie's is November 12th, just one day apart.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, even though we've known each other for many years and our birthdays are so close, we've never celebrated together.

This time it's a little different.

This is Anson's first birthday since they started dating, and Annie wants to celebrate it properly and give him a little surprise.

After much deliberation, Anne devised different plans and strategies, and finally decided to cross the Atlantic and unexpectedly appear in London on Anson's birthday.

This was Annie's first time planning a surprise party. Everything was unfamiliar and exciting. She was filled with anticipation amidst her nervousness, and a little nervous amidst her excitement. She rehearsed the idea in her mind again and again, but she was still incredibly nervous before actually doing it.

So Anne sought help—

Lucas. Edgar. Noah.

Annie was filled with anticipation, asking for help. She hoped the surprise party would be a success and that she could truly prepare a special birthday celebration for Anson.

at last!

Now that they had finally arrived at the apartment, her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to explode, but to her utter surprise, Noah seemed even more excited than she was.

(End of this chapter)