NovelEnglishLeah didn't hesitate for a second. "Of course," she said with a shrug. "You can't have your cake and eat it, too. To Avery, his career is the be-all, which is more important than any fling." If Marianne had the wrong idea about Avery, even in the slightest, Leah would nip that in the bud. No one was going to steal her crush! Marianne gave her a knowing look, her eyes dancing with unspoken thoughts. "Oh, he's not my type. My boyfriend has to putfirst, always." “Glad we're clear on that.” Leah thought.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLeah's lips curled into a smirk that was more of a challenge than a smile. "I'll keep an eye on Avery. No woman's going to distract him from climbing the ladder." Marianne pulled a face. "There you are, Leah, the top agent in showbiz." Tanya lounged in a hot spring at a five-star hotel, indulging in a luxurious spa day.
Her assistant approached with a frown. "Ma'am, there's still no sign of Faye and the child and no ransom call either. Could the Stirling family take them?" Tanya's brow furrowed, her expression growing dark. "How could the Stirling family know about the baby swap? Didn't you shake off those bodyguards, ensuring they didn't follow?" The assistant replied, "They didn't follow. I'm just speculating. Oddly, Faye has disappeared with the child like that. If it was the Stirling family, our entire plan would fall through." Tanya massaged her temples, wincing from the pain. "If the Stirling family had Faye and the child, they would have made a move. Faye is up to something, and I'm sure of it. She must still be here in Elysium. Tell Allen to keep a close watch. Find her by any means necessary." "Understood." That afternoon, Avery had two scenes to film. While he was in the middle of filming, Amanda Clark, the old lady from the Clark family, cand caused a scene.
She grabbed Marianne by the arm and tried to drag her away. "You heartless beast! Your brother is seriously ill, and here you are, gallivanting around. Cto the hospital for a compatibility test now, or | swear you'll rue the day!" "Get off me!" Marianne snapped, shoving her away with surprising strength. Amanda stumbled backward, nearly hitting the ground if it weren't for Quentin's quick support.
"Marianne, that's your grandmother. How could you treat her this way?" Quentin bellowed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPaparazzi, lurking around the set, quickly pointed their cameras at the commotion.
Marianne snorted. "My grandmother was evil incarnate and went to hell years ago. As they say, what goes around comes around. Your house is doomed." Amanda trembled with rage. "If you hadn't pushed Laverne off the stairs and got my precious grandson killed, the Clark family would have more than one heir and wouldn't be hanging by a thread. You're a curse, and you owe Ryan your kidneys." Marianne shot back, "You and Quentin deserve it. Quentin's wealth coff my mother's back. You ungrateful wretches kicked us out of the family after you got rich, welcoming in the mistress and her bastard son. I will have vengeance for my mother!" Amanda crumpled to the ground, wailing and beating her legs in hysterics. She had never been schooled in much but knew how to make a scene with tears, tantrums, and threats.
"Oh, the injustice! How did the Clark family have such a monster? You useless, good-for-nothing troublemaker! If anything happens to my dear grandson, I'll haunt you as a vengeful spirit..." "This is a set, not your stage for a tantrum!" A stern voice cut through the .
Avery strode in with security in tow. "Get them out of here, now. Call the cops if they cause any more trouble."
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