The call continued, as people from Eastonia believe in keeping family scandals private. Irene couldn’t tell Lily Redington the truth that her own mother had hard Leslie Howard.
But after listening to Irene’s request, the response on the other end was unexpectedly straightforward.
"Sure, no problem... I’ve wanted to invite Miss Howard to be the heroine several tis, but it seed that each ti was unlucky as Miss Howard had schedule conflicts with other work.
Well, the Gray family currently has a new show with a fantastic cast in preparation. If Miss Howard doesn’t mind, I’d like to invite her to star in a new drama co-invested by our Gray family and Loyalty Entertainnt. Although it’s a double female lead drama, I will make sure to have talks with the investors and the producer to invite Miss Howard as the primary heroine."
A dual female lead, and yet the primary female lead...
Such an unimaginable role, one hasn’t heard it ntioned for a long ti.
Even soone as experienced as Irene was a bit surprised at this mont.
Instinctively, she asked, "Would this inconvenience Mrs. Lucas? Do we know who the investors and producers for this new drama are?"
Lily replied, "It’s alright, don’t worry about being laughed at. The investors are our Gray family and Loyalty Entertainnt. As for Loyalty Entertainnt, it’s actually run by my youngest son, Abraham Redington. It’s just for fun and experience... But don’t worry, since he is producing for the first ti, his uncle specially returned to the country to support him."
"It’s quite a coincidence. When my brother made his last coback, it was also with Miss Howard. I didn’t expect this ti would also be a collaboration with her. Hopefully, they’ll have a pleasant collaboration."
Once everything was confird, the call ended quickly.
Irene turned excitedly, ready to celebrate with Leslie Howard.
Yet she found Leslie, who had been sitting by the window, now standing there, blankly staring.
Her face, with age, was no longer chubby like in her child star days, but increasingly lean.
Her naturally beautiful almond-shaped eyes beca even more strikingly elegant.
Leslie’s eyes flickered, her thick lashes fluttering as a moist shimr quickly covered her eyes.
Irene was startled: "Leslie, don’t cry... It’s a happy occasion, don’t get too emotional..."
She thought Leslie was crying tears of joy at finally receiving a role.
However, just as she approached, Leslie grabbed her into a hug.
Her waterfall of long hair draped down her waist, the irresistibly beautiful woman, hugged her waist, burying her face into her soft stomach.
"Cousin... I, I’m scared..." Leslie’s tearful voice carried a strong nasal tone.
Her shoulders slightly shook, clearly due to fear.
Irene was confused: "Scared? Scared of what... This is a good opportunity. It’s been so long since you’ve played a leading role, there’s nothing to be afraid of about such a great opportunity. Are you stage fright, or are you worried about what people might say? We aren’t afraid; we just won’t listen or look... We aren’t afraid..."
Irene had been with Leslie Howard since the start of her career.
She was a child star, and she was the agent.
Irene’s mother was the sister of Leslie’s deceased father, and over the years, she had been supporting Leslie all along.
Though they were cousins, one could hardly tell them apart from real sisters.
"It’s not that... I never cared about what they say. I’m afraid... I’m afraid..." Leslie suddenly lifted her gaze.
Her tear-brimming, misty, shining almond-shaped eyes looked even more stunningly beautiful.
She looked up at Irene, speaking carefully, "I’m... I’m afraid of that person... Don’t you rember... He is Miss Redington’s brother, the uncle of the second son of the Lucas family. He, David Redington..."
Right, David Redington...
With Leslie’s reminder, Irene finally recalled that incident more than four years ago.
That day, she went to the hotel where the film crew stayed to pick up Leslie for an early shoot.
She saw her disheveled, clutching an overcoat, with her neck full of mottled love bites, running out of David Redington’s room.
That was their relationship, and if they et again...
Irene couldn’t help but lower her head, looking at Leslie’s stunningly beautiful face.
If they et again, and that man finds out about what happened that day, given Leslie’s current status and identity, it would indeed be all too easy for him to crush her like an ant.
[Beyond 1300 words: Babies, there’ll be just three Chapters for today, tomorrow we should continue as usual~ At the beginning, I need to do a lot of setting up, so the writing will be a bit slow~]
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