Chapter 4

In the center of the crowd stood a sharp-looking, middle-aged man in a tailored suit.

He had two assistants behind him, and his powerful aura made it clear he was someone of high status.

Marcus was hovering next to him, bowing and scraping with a massive, brown-nosed smile.

"Mr. Sterling, what brings you here personally? If you need anything, just let me know."

The man, Mr. Sterling, didn't even look at him. His eyes swept across the trainer wall profile.

Finally, his gaze stopped on my photo.

"Is she Chloe?"

Marcus broke into a cold sweat instantly.

"Yes... that's her. Mr. Sterling, let me explain, there might be some misunderstanding here..." He thought Mr. Sterling was here to demand answers about the scandal.

The other trainers and members watched, waiting for a dramatic show.

Fiona stood in the crowd, a cruel smirk plastered on her face.

She was absolutely certain that my "sugar daddy's" real wife or business partner had come to ruin me.

However, Mr. Sterling's next words shocked everyone.

"Misunderstanding? I don't think so." He turned to me with a respectful smile.

"Trainer Chloe, right? I am the Chief Administrative Officer of Vanguard Group. My name is Sterling."

Vanguard Group! The crowd gasped. That was one of the largest real estate conglomerates in the country, a true corporate titan.

Marcus’s knees almost buckled.

"Mr. Sterling... why are you looking for Chloe? Is there something we can do?"

Mr. Sterling said, "Our company is looking for a long-term fitness consultant for our executive team. We’ve looked at several high-end gyms in the city. Yesterday, Mr. Vance personally recommended Chloe to me."

Mr. Vance? My heart skipped a beat. Ethan.

Mr. Sterling continued, "Mr. Vance mentioned that Chloe is highly professional, dedicated, and specializes in strength training and posture correction. That is exactly what we need. So, I came here today to book a trial session with her."

The entire gym went dead silent.

Everyone’s eyes darted between me, Mr. Sterling, and Marcus.

Marcus’s face looked like a circus painting.

His mouth hung open, unable to utter a single word.

And Fiona’s smirk completely froze.

She could never have guessed this outcome.

The so-called "sugar daddy" was a close friend of the CEO of Vanguard Group? And he had personally recommended me? This wasn't how the script was supposed to go!

I met Mr. Sterling's gaze and gave him a professional nod.

"Hello, Mr. Sterling. My schedule is fully booked today, but I have an opening after four this afternoon."

Mr. Sterling smiled warmly.

"Perfect. Let's do four o'clock." He turned to Marcus. "Manager Marcus, please prepare the space. I do not wish to be disturbed."

Marcus snapped out of his daze and bowed repeatedly.

"Of course, of course! We will prepare our most private VIP training room for you!"

After Mr. Sterling left, the gym's atmosphere turned incredibly bizarre.

The judgmental and mocking looks from earlier were replaced by shock and confusion.

Marcus jogged after me, his attitude flipping a complete 180 degrees.

"Chloe, oh my, what a misunderstanding! It was all a mistake!"

"That anonymous post? I will find whoever did it! I will not tolerate this!" He rubbed his hands together, his face full of flattery.

"Please prepare well for your session with Mr. Sterling this afternoon. If you need any equipment or an assistant, just say the word!"

I stopped and turned to look at him.

"Marcus, yesterday you told me that if this didn't blow over, I shouldn't bother coming back."

Marcus’s face instantly turned red. "I... I was just talking out of anger! How could I let such an amazing trainer leave?"