"Leah, Van’s father has already found clues about your parents’ car accident from years ago. Why don’t you cooperate with him? That way you can take your revenge," Mada Goldie asked.
Leah lowered her gaze, remained silent for a few seconds, and then spoke softly, "But, they’re targeting Justin Xavier..."
Mada Goldie was taken aback.
Leah continued, "I can confront him, but others shouldn’t, because I know my limits. A few scandals can help break free from him, but won’t harm him physically. He’s strong enough not to be crushed by them, but others might... want him dead, given how audacious and flamboyant he is, making too many enemies."
Leah’s lips curved into a gentle smile, as if thinking of sothing.
Mada Goldie understood that Leah ultimately couldn’t bring herself to hurt him.
Mada Goldie reached out to touch Leah’s head, "Leah, you still love him, don’t you?"
Leah rested her head on Mada Goldie’s shoulder, "I said I no longer love him, but not at this mont."
"A man I’ve loved for so many years, I still don’t know how to remove him from my heart."
"Mada Goldie, at least for now, I still love him."
Mada Goldie felt a pang of pity for the girl, burdened with so much at just over twenty years old, feeling guilty about her deceased family because of her deep love for Justin.
"Leah, it’s not your fault. Love has no right or wrong."
Leah nodded lightly, "I don’t want to marry him, and I’m actually scared. He’s never said he loves , and I don’t know when his slight affection for might disappear."
"Because I can’t feel loved by his side, I beca the one who left first."
Mada Goldie didn’t know how to comfort this girl, after all, she wasn’t Justin Xavier.
Mada Goldie let Leah rest quietly for a while before speaking, "Leah, today you stood up and accused President Xavier, causing another dia frenzy. Are you really planning to leave the entertainnt industry?"
Leah nodded, "Mada Goldie, I want to retire."
"Why?" Mada Goldie was shocked; she never thought Leah would want to retire from the industry.
Because her mory is getting worse, she’s already starting to forget her lines.
So she wants to speed up, fearing she’ll forget the hatred she carries, forget her parents and brother.
"There’s no real reason, just... I’m too tired. Contact Director Wright, I’ll start work again tomorrow. I want to finish ’Floating Life’ quickly, then leave here to start anew where no one knows ."
As a top agent, Mada Goldie should persuade Leah, who is her financial lifeline, but in this mont, she sees Leah’s weariness and desire to leave. Leah is really tired.
Mada Goldie smiled and nodded, "Leah, I can’t promise you, but I can give you an extended vacation, no limit. Go wherever you want, play to your heart’s content. When you’re ready, co back and find . Isn’t making money in the entertainnt industry tempting?"
Leah nodded, "Okay."
...
Mada Goldie left the villa and called Director Wright to confirm Leah’s secret return to work the next day.
After hanging up, Mada Goldie went downstairs and quickly encountered a dark figure in the shadowy stairwell—Justin Xavier.
It was very dark here with no light. Mada Goldie walked up to confirm repeatedly; it was indeed Justin Xavier.
Justin Xavier had co.
He was wearing a well-fitted black suit, standing quietly in the corner of the stairwell, one hand in his pants pocket, lazily leaning against the wall, a half-lit cigarette in his other hand.
A layer of cigarette stubs had accumulated at his feet, indicating he had been here smoking for so ti.
"President Xavier, why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be in the hospital?" Mada Goldie asked.
Justin Xavier’s face was hard to see, only the scarlet glow of the cigarette in his hand was visible as he exhaled smoke slowly and softly asked, "Is Leah asleep?"
"Yes, she just went to sleep."
Justin Xavier did not speak again, leaving a heavy silence hanging.
Mada Goldie was the first to feel suffocated; his presence was overwhelming, and since she considered herself Leah’s ally, she couldn’t betray her. So she said, "President Xavier, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now."
"Alright," Justin Xavier responded casually.
Mada Goldie hurried away.
As she reached the turn, she glanced back at Justin Xavier. He remained in the sa stance, smoking without moving or attempting to enter the villa. He seed to only co for a look.
...
Leah secretly returned to work, and the entire crew maintained strict confidentiality and security asures, leaving no room for leaks.
"Leah, are you ready?" Director Wright asked Leah, who was studying the script.
Leah nodded, "Yes."
This scene was Leah’s opposite Shane Young’s, with Director Wright formally clapping the slate, "Action!"
Shane Young reached out and grabbed Leah’s shoulder. "Anya, I’ve heard that war is about to break out. Co with , I’ll take you away from here!"
Leah shook her head, "No, I... I..."
Leah suddenly forgot her lines.
Director Wright quickly clapped the slate, "Cut."
Shane Young released Leah, and Director Wright approached, "Leah, what’s going on? The lines aren’t long, how could you forget them?"
Leah apologized, "Sorry, Director Wright. Let check the script, we’ll try again."
Leah checked the script but still couldn’t perform because she kept forgetting her lines. Director Wright had called "cut" many tis.
The crew’s pace noticeably slowed, spending the entire morning repeating the scene.
"Leah, you seem to be off your ga. Take a break and we’ll shoot other scenes," Director Wright suggested.
Mada Goldie draped a coat over Leah’s shoulders, also puzzled, "Leah, what’s happening? You’ve never made such a low-level mistake as forgetting lines before. Are you too exhausted?"
Leah knew her condition was worsening with rapid mory decline.
"Maybe I’m tired, Mada Goldie, could you get a cup of hot water?"
"Okay."
Mada Goldie left, and Leah sat on a chair, picking up the script to morize lines. She even copied them down with a pen.
At that mont, she heard whispers from behind her,
"Look at Leah Thorne, a whole scene took half a day. We’re all exhausted following her, and she’s been absent for days. Now completely off her ga; she’s dragging down the crew’s pace. She’s going to ruin us."
"Yeah, ’Floating Life’ is a major production we fought to get into."
"Oh, Leah nearly stepped into a wealthy life, almost becoming Mrs. Xavier—we shouldn’t risk offending her!"
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