Quentin Sterling, still shaken, hugged Clarissa Morgan and comforted her, saying, "Luckily, you’re okay. You should take a shower first, and I’ll have Auntie make so ginger tea for you."
Clarissa Morgan nodded blankly and walked upstairs, feeling overwheld with many things on her mind.
She closed her eyes and soaked in the bathtub, realizing that everything was going against her wishes...
Originally, she sought out Nolan Hawke to destroy Audrey Sutton, but she ended up sacrificing herself in the process.
Now Nolan Hawke holds the leverage against her, and she has no idea what he will use it for in the future.
Why, why did all these things happen to her and not Audrey Sutton!
Clarissa Morgan slowly slid down, subrging her entire head underwater.
She told herself that she couldn’t let these things fluster her; she must stay calm. She will eventually figure out a way, and one day, she will get everything she desires...
"Ding dong—"
The phone on the shelf beside the bathtub rang.
Clarissa Morgan erged from the water and reached for her phone.
Nolan Hawke: Clarissa, I will be waiting for you at the dance studio after work tomorrow. Rember to dress nicely; I like that black ballet outfit of yours.
The peace she had worked hard to regain was once again stirred up by Nolan Hawke, and she clutched the phone tightly, as if she was about to crush it.
She must think of a way to prevent Nolan Hawke from continually controlling her with his leverage.
...
On the next day, the rain hadn’t stopped, but it was much gentler than the previous night’s downpour.
Audrey Sutton was driven to school by the private chauffeur Shane Warner arranged for her. After taking care of so procedures, she returned to her dorm with an umbrella.
Seraphina Vaughn and Barry Barrett had already stayed in the dorm for several nights and had cleaned it all up. A few days ago, they even helped Audrey Sutton wash her sheets and tidied up her bed.
Upon returning to the dorm, Audrey Sutton lay on her bed as they chatted about family matters and entertainnt gossip.
"Flora, how are things with Mor?"
Flora Lane, busy practicing her broadcasting script, paused and glared at Audrey Sutton, saying, "What do you an, ’how’? I haven’t even t him. You troublemaker, always stirring things up."
"That’s not like you, Flora. Normally when you et such a wealthy and handso guy, you would rush at him. Why are you holding back this ti?"
Flora Lane snorted disdainfully, "Do you think your Flora hasn’t seen the world?"
Barry Barrett also chid in, "What about that roommate guy?"
Flora Lane: "That painter? He’s alright; he just seems a bit dull."
Barry Barrett: "That ans he’s a genuine person. You should avoid those who flirt as soon as you et them."
Seraphina Vaughn: "Can anyone be so dull that Flora can’t charm them? Just wait, she’ll bring him out for dinner with us in a few days."
Flora Lane: "Co on, I’m not interested in romance right now; I just want to make money. Stop distracting ; I need to find the feeling for my role since I’m going to record later."
Audrey Sutton thought for a mont and said, "You’re going this afternoon? I’ll accompany you then?"
Flora Lane: "I might have to record for several hours."
Audrey Sutton laughed, "I’m just going there to et soone, not to wait for you."
...
After lunch, Audrey Sutton had a video call with Shane Warner for about ten minutes. He seed much better and was eager to be discharged, but Audrey Sutton scolded him a bit, and he reluctantly gave in.
Flora Lane headed to the company recording studio at two in the afternoon. While Flora Lane practiced her script diligently, Audrey Sutton lay on the bed and took a nap.
For so reason, she dreamt of Clarissa Morgan.
Upon waking, she couldn’t recall the details of the dream, only that Clarissa Morgan appeared in it.
Speaking of which, she wasn’t sure how things turned out last night. Quentin must have arrived in ti, right?
Now thinking about it, she felt a bit regretful. Clarissa Morgan had always set traps for her. If Nolan Hawke really succeeded, it would have been a way to vent her anger.
She feared that by helpfully assisting Clarissa Morgan this ti, Clarissa might get carried away and stir up more trouble.
At half past one, Audrey Sutton headed out with Flora Lane.
By the ti Flora Lane arrived, the studio staff were almost all in place. Flora Lane was new, and it seed like Lucian Quinn had instructed them; the staff were quite considerate towards her.
Afraid that she wasn’t familiar with the equipnt and the radio drama process, they patiently taught her as soon as she arrived.
Audrey Sutton didn’t stay there to learn. Her mind was occupied with her own urgent matters.
It wasn’t yet official work hours, so there were many staff mbers walking around in the hallways.
Audrey Sutton wandered around, searching for any sign of "President Keating" in the several departnts, but to no avail.
Finding answers through aimless wandering wouldn’t work. She grabbed a passing young man and glanced at his na badge, which read "Public Relations Departnt."
"Hey there... Hi, I wanted to ask, is your President Keating here?"
The young man seed around Audrey Sutton’s age, probably a fresh graduate or an intern, and seeing such a pretty girl initiate conversation, he blushed a bit with embarrassnt. He scratched his head and answered, "President Keating? I’m not sure; I just started working here a week ago."
"Oh, sorry to bother you then. Please go ahead with your work." Audrey Sutton turned to search for her next target to inquire. As she was about to leave, the young man suddenly called out to her, "...Wait."
Audrey Sutton paused, looking at him in confusion, thinking he might have suddenly recalled sothing.
The young man blushed and smiled awkwardly at her, "Um... would you mind telling which departnt you’re in?"
Audrey Sutton was montarily startled, realizing the young man’s intention, and replied graciously, "I don’t work here; I’m just here to et soone."
The young man’s eyes flickered with a hint of disappointnt, "...Oh."
He was about to say more when a bespectacled man from the public relations departnt ca out and called him away.
Audrey Sutton couldn’t help but chuckle, finding such shy and easily embarrassed boys quite adorable.
However, she wasn’t interested in this type. Since eting Shane Warner, she hadn’t felt any romantic attraction towards such young boys. Her mind was constantly occupied with thoughts of Shane Warner.
But she wasn’t interested in all mature n either. She always rembered a saying: Falling in love with soone isn’t because they fit your preconceived criteria but because you love them, they beco your criteria.
From then on, anyone she t would be instinctively compared to him, and she constantly felt that they weren’t as good as him.
Audrey Sutton couldn’t say if this is the case of "beauty in the eyes of the beholder," but up till now, she genuinely felt no one around her was better than Shane Warner.
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