"Not just happiness, it’s happiness soaring to the sky, okay? Don’t even ntion a 45 million investnt and global directors backing ; even if I got a 1.5 million investnt to play the female protagonist, I’d be flying with happiness. Ah, why can’t I et such good n like that?" a newcor to the entertainnt industry said enviously.
The other star, who clearly looked up to her, imdiately took her hand, flattering her, "Lavender, President Hall treats you well. Didn’t he invest in a TV series for you just yesterday? Your debut was as the female protagonist, which is already quite fortunate. Look at , I got a minor role in the TV series solely because of my connection with you, and I’m grinning ear to ear about it."
"President Hall does treat well." said Lavender, still envious as she stole a glance at Adam Sinclair, and said with reluctance, "But Young Master Sinclair is even better. So jealous."
Others pursed their lips dismissively.
In this circle, having soone support you is enough to be envied. There will always be soone whose sponsor is more powerful than yours. People need to learn to be content.
Lavender’s sponsor is quite decent. He’s currently very interested in her and willing to spend money on her. She started right after graduating from university, and got an investnt for a TV series, granting her legitimate entry into the entertainnt industry. What more does she want? Does she honestly believe she can snag Olivia Lewis’s sponsor?
Forget it.
The entertainnt industry is not short on beautiful won. The Film Academy in Imperial Capital churns out countless pure types like her every year. When Young Master Sinclair enjoyed playing around before, how many pure type girls tried to cuddle up to him? Even abalone gets tiring if you eat it every day; pure types are at best like plain porridge. Olivia Lewis managed to hold onto Young Master Sinclair for so long, and it’s definitely not just about looks, so what is Lavender complaining about?
Though Lena doesn’t like Olivia Lewis, she despises that little star nad Lavender even more for eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot. She snorted, casting a mocking glance full of sarcasm.
No matter what, Olivia Lewis looks better than this girl.
These young girls these days, relying on their youth and failing to grasp reality.
If n only liked young won, why not go to kindergarten? The ones there are even younger!
Clearly, if your brain develops as slowly as your age, then being pretty is worthless.
Her snort was loud enough. Olivia Lewis, initially a bit shaken by the sudden sugar-coated bomb thrown by Adam Sinclair, snapped out of it after hearing Lena snort. Realizing she almost faltered, she internally cursed at how increasingly charming he was becoming. She steadied herself, "Are you giving a 45 million project to kill ti?"
"Because I trust your capability to captivate Director Emmy and the audience alike."
Olivia Lewis, "..."
She didn’t even trust herself, so what was he trusting?
Adam’s handso face was serious, and those starry eyes were sincerely captivating. Olivia Lewis had a lot to say; seeing his eyes turned it all into helplessness.
Her gaze intersected with Adam’s in midair for a few seconds, then she first admitted defeat, pressed her lips, and said, "I want to rely on myself."
"Alright."
"..." She thought he would say sothing like, "Why rely on yourself when you have ?" but he only said alright.
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