He stared at her intensely, "So, all those sacrifices I’ve made for you, are they invisible to you? I even told you, I could quit being the CEO of the Howards Family, I could go find a job, and the so-called ’equal match’ you want, I could strive to give you that too."
"Give? How would you give that? The title of the Howard’s eldest son, can you discard it just because you say so? Besides, I never asked you to make any sacrifice." She forced herself to say these words.
"Alice Conley, you truly are heartless, it’s my own fault for falling in love with soone like you." He said through gritted teeth.
Her body trembled, her heart felt as if it was being torn apart.
"Alice!" Daxton’s voice echoed, Alice Conley looked up, only to see Daxton walking over with a concerned expression, eyes filled with curiosity, "And who might this gentleman be..."
Daxton’s gaze drifted towards Dorian Howards’ hand gripping Alice Conley’s arm, then looked at Dorian Howards.
Alice Conley forced a smile and said, "I... uh, ran into an old friend, we just chatted a bit, let’s go." With that, she forcefully pulled her arm away from Dorian Howards’ grip.
This ti, Dorian Howards didn’t insist and let go of his finger.
As Alice Conley left, her steps were sowhat unsteady, and her body swayed. Daxton naturally wrapped an arm around her shoulder, steadying her, "Are you okay?"
"I’m fine, just feeling a bit tired I guess." Alice Conley replied.
"Then let take you back first." Daxton said.
As the two gradually walked away, Dorian Howards remained standing there, coldly watching the now-empty hallway.
For as much love as there is, perhaps there is as much hate. She got the man she deed an equal match, while he, was nothing but a joke.
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Alessia Quinn looked at the new script submitted by Kuan Brother, slightly furrowing her ticulously grood brows, just as she was about to critique, Kuan Brother spoke up first, "The new script, I wrote it myself, not Mabel Quinn and Alice Conley. If Miss Quinn has any comnts on the script, you can tell directly."
Alessia Quinn’s expression changed, "Why didn’t they write it?" Damn it, she originally planned to continue nitpicking, ideally having Mabel Quinn and Alice Conley rewrite it a dozen tis, and then label them incompetent and remove them from the writing group.
But now, things were evidently not progressing as she had anticipated.
"The two of them are busy with a new project and can’t manage. Besides, since Miss Quinn was dissatisfied with their script, a replacent seems like the best arrangent. Of course, if Miss Quinn is also unsatisfied with the script I wrote, I can have other colleagues at the Studio write it." Kuan Brother smiled, implying that Mabel Quinn and Alice Conley would not be returning to write this script.
Kuan Brother has been around in this circle for quite a few years, naturally aware of all these tactics.
Alessia Quinn bit her lip in frustration, but outwardly maintained a nonchalant smile, "Kuan Brother, your script is, of course, perfect, let’s shoot according to this script then." But in her heart, she cursed Kuan Brother severely.
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