Vivian Norris pleaded excitedly, "Bella, since you’re okay, could you please help plead for leniency? I don’t want to be detained for six months! If I’m detained for six months, everything will really be over for ."
"I can’t help you." Bella Acker pushed Vivian Norris’s hands away with a stern face and said, "You made a mistake yourself, so you should bear the consequences."
Also, it’s because Archer Quinn’s injuries weren’t too severe, otherwise Vivian Norris would have to bear criminal responsibility for driving under the influence and injuring soone, facing up to three years in prison.
As Vivian Norris saw Bella Acker resolute, the plea on her face gradually faded, replaced by a layer of defeat.
She knew that even if Bella Acker really pleaded, it wouldn’t change her punishnt. But she couldn’t help pleading, as if only by doing so could she grasp a sliver of hope and avoid facing the completely ruined entertainnt career.
Without hope, Vivian Norris beca sowhat calm. "I’m sorry. For the car accident, and those things before. I was just jealous of you, jealous that others protected you even when you did nothing. I actually... actually wanted soone to protect too, but that’s a luxury for . You live in the sunshine, while I can only lurk in the dark corners, calculating everything in shadows. Sorry."
She paused for a mont before continuing, "And, that night... thank you for answering my call." With that, Vivian Norris lifted her chin, turned around, and walked towards the other end of the corridor.
Bella Acker watched her straightened back and suddenly recalled the first ti she saw her on the set of "Brocade River and Mountain." Back then, she was smiling gracefully with a reserved deanor, beloved and chased by all as the Best Actress, yet in just a few short months, her career had been completely destroyed.
This dazzling and glamorous entertainnt circle is a bright field of fa and fortune, but also a ruthless and cold slaughterhouse.
Watching Vivian Norris trying to maintain her last bit of dignity, Bella Acker felt a chilling indifference toward the entertainnt industry for the first ti.
The police said a few more words and then left as well.
Bella Acker stood in the corridor in a daze for a while, then looked back to see her assistant by Archer’s bedside, took her phone, and went to the corner at the end of the corridor to make a call.
She called Bella’s phone, but after ringing through, it still went to voicemail without being answered.
Standing at the end of the corridor with her phone in hand, Bella Acker finally edited a text ssage and sent it.
"Bella, I was in the mountains recording a show the day before yesterday and yesterday, so there was no signal, and I didn’t see your ssages. Please call back after you see this text. Thank you."
After sending the text, Bella Acker pursed her lips. She was still worried about Damian, but with Senior Quinn having been in an accident to save her and now lying unconscious in bed, she couldn’t leave.
"Texting your boyfriend?"
Brother Sutton’s voice suddenly ca from the side, startling Bella Acker.
Bella Acker steadied herself and said, "It’s for a friend."
"Oh." Brother Sutton responded, lit a cigarette, and put it to his mouth, saying, "Mind if I smoke one?"
"Go ahead," Bella Acker shook her head.
Brother Sutton lit his cigarette, took a puff, and slowly exhaled before saying, "Has Ms. Acker signed with a talent agency?"
"Yes, I’ve already signed with a studio." Bella Acker didn’t understand why he suddenly asked this but answered anyway.
"Interested in joining our company? Our company can help you pay the contract breach penalty."
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