Audrey Sutton asked, "Was it Quentin Sterling who helped her out?"
Simon Sue nodded, "The sponsor of this show was all connected by Quentin Sterling; he’s also the largest investor, essentially throwing in heavy money to fulfill his wife’s acting dream. Originally, the male lead was also a rookie actor. They probably wanted to find soone with a large fan base to boost the show’s popularity, helping Clarissa Morgan achieve instant fa. That’s why they approached . Initially, I didn’t want to take it, acting alongside soone inexperienced is quite exhausting."
Audrey Sutton grabbed a small handful of sunflower seeds from Simon Sue and asked, "Then why did you take it?"
Simon Sue chuckled, "Because of money, they doubled our company’s standard rate. How could I not go? I can’t disagree with her, but I can’t disagree with money."
Audrey Sutton rolled her eyes, "I thought Young Master Sue was such a refined person!"
Simon Sue continued while cracking sunflower seeds, "I heard that the paynt for hiring was also fully covered by The Sterling. This crew is basically just contributing so manpower, all expenses were paid by Quentin Sterling. Do you think anyone in the crew would dare treat Clarissa Morgan poorly?"
Audrey Sutton couldn’t help but comnt, "What a great man, turning into fertilizer!"
Simon Sue added, "But I noticed sothing strange on set. You said Quentin Sterling treats her so well, yet from morning till night, I haven’t seen him visit. Clarissa Morgan rarely ntions him either, and when soone brings it up, she seems evasive and changes the subject. Didn’t they frequently showcase their affection publicly before? Why have they suddenly beco low-key?"
Audrey Sutton pondered while cracking sunflower seeds. She also felt the two had been acting strangely lately, as if they hadn’t appeared together for so ti.
Could it be... there’s a rift in their relationship?
But if they’ve grown apart, why would Quentin Sterling still spend all this money for Clarissa Morgan’s benefit?
It’s hard to understand the affairs of the wealthy.
Audrey Sutton asked, "Is she still teaching at the school recently? I saw she transferred her dance studio, and thought she had quit her school job too. But when I t her earlier, she said she was going to class. I thought, doesn’t the dance studio earn more than being a schoolteacher?"
Simon Sue, with a cunning smile, explained, "You don’t get it, do you? In our circle, there’s a concept called ’establishing a persona’. Clarissa Morgan is smart enough never to give up her university teaching job. Starting off, she gets the title of a young and beautiful teacher, which brands her as a talented woman. This type, good-looking and talented, is very popular in our circle. Besides, as a dance teacher in our school, most of the students she teaches will likely enter the entertainnt circle. In the future, she’ll not only be a senior but also a ntor in the industry, giving her a high status in the entertainnt world."
Audrey Sutton suddenly realized, "This woman is indeed not simple..."
No wonder Quentin Sterling has been played around by her for so long.
Simon Sue’s phone rang, his manager had delivered tickets, and he handed them to Audrey Sutton saying, "Here you go, take the tickets and leave. I still need to rehearse, no ti to gossip with you."
Audrey Sutton put the tickets in her bag but still smiled sincerely and said, "Thanks."
Simon Sue snorted, "Don’t thank , I’m giving you a discount at a friendship rate, charging you three thousand. Have your husband transfer it to , not a penny less."
Audrey Sutton gave him a side-eye, "You’ve fallen into a money pit, haven’t you? Asking my husband to transfer money, isn’t it a rcy that he doesn’t beat you up. Besides, now that the tickets are in my hands, whether to pay or not is up to . And attending your concert is showing you face, isn’t it? You’re still charging."
Simon Sue retorted, "You shouldn’t hang around him too much. You used to be such an innocent girl, now all you speak are the words of a cunning rchant!"
Audrey Sutton laughed proudly, tucked the tickets, and slipped away.
When the tickets were handed to Barry Barrett, she could hardly believe it, thinking Audrey Sutton had printed fake tickets from a print shop below to fool her until Audrey Sutton showed her the chat history with Simon Sue. Only then did Barry Barrett believe it.
If Audrey Sutton wasn’t pregnant and couldn’t be bothered, Barry Barrett would probably spin her around a few tis in joy.
Not only did she get the tickets, but also Simon Sue’s WhatsApp.
Shane Warner called Audrey Sutton to co downstairs, and she didn’t bother about what Barry Barrett would do by adding Simon Sue’s WhatsApp afterward.
Shane Warner was sitting in the car, seemingly a bit impatient from waiting, and he asked her as soon as he saw Audrey Sutton, "What were you doing up there? Took you forever to co down."
Audrey Sutton gave a flattering smile, "Playing gas with Bear, made a coback from a losing ga, took a while. Sorry to keep you waiting, my darling~"
Hearing Audrey Sutton’s last five words, the fire in Shane Warner’s chest seed to be instantly extinguished by her, "What do you want to eat?"
"Hmm..." Audrey Sutton thought for a mont and said, "Hotpot rice noodles."
Shane Warner asked, "Which place?"
Audrey Sutton holding her phone, "Drive to the school gate first, I’ll guide you."
...
The restaurant was near the south gate of the school, and Audrey Sutton usually went in and out of the west gate. Shane Warner was already driving away when Audrey Sutton ntioned the south gate was closer, annoying Shane Warner who then said a few things to her.
The shop wasn’t large, the decor was quite modern, looking simple yet grand, with many wish notes hanging on the wall, adding a touch of romance and warmth.
After Audrey Sutton sat down and ordered the dishes, she pointed to the wish wall behind her, saying, "I wrote a wish here in my freshman year. I wonder if I can still find it."
Shane Warner asked, "What did you write?"
Audrey Sutton chuckled but didn’t answer, then stood up, walked to the wall, and began searching through the densely packed wish papers.
So much ti had passed that she wasn’t sure if the note she wrote was still there, and after looking through a dense cluster for a while, she still didn’t find it.
The shop owner noticed her and said, "You’ve been here before?"
Audrey Sutton nodded, "Yes, I made a wish before. Are the old wishes taken down if too old?"
The owner shook his head, "Everything since the shop opened has been kept here. If so had fallen off due to not sticking well over the years, I asked soone to reattach them. So, the positions might not match where you originally placed them, but they’re definitely here. Whether you find them depends on your luck."
Shane Warner silently walked over behind her and softly said, "You could just tell what you wrote."
Audrey Sutton looked back at him for a second, mumbling, "Why should I tell you my wish?"
Shane Warner smiled, as if he had figured sothing out, and said, "Then your wish must be related to ."
Audrey Sutton felt guilty at his confident tone, even stamred, "You... you know nothing."
Shane Warner, "It must be sothing like wanting to marry , or making fall for you, right? Otherwise, why are you so embarrassed to say it?"
Audrey Sutton, "Nonsense!"
Shane Warner, "It must be."
Audrey Sutton, "No, it isn’t!"
Suddenly, she didn’t feel like looking for it anymore, thinking that if she found it, he’d just make fun of her.
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