NovelEnglishCompared to Miranda's knack for maintaining her controversial fame, Penelope's high standards and refusal to take on bad roles set her apart.
The entertainment industry was like a fast-food market these days, with new talents constantly emerging and old ones easily forgotten. Speople becfamous with just one show, but without a follow-up success, even top-tier stars could quickly fade into obscurity.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn such a competitive field, Nina, despite not being in showbiz herself, understood these harsh realities. Taking on bad roles or gaining a bad reputation did not matter as long as it drew attention. In this sense, Miranda was a successful product.
"You're a great actress. Not only is your acting superb, but you also stay true to yourself. It's rare to see someone like you," Nina said to Penelope. "You're bound to have your moment of explosive success." Penelope looked at Nina, genuinely pleased with her praise. "I guess I should call you Reporter Nina now. Thank you for your encouragement. I'll keep working hard." She handed Nina a business card. "Although I'm not as famous as I used to be, if you ever need my help with work, just letknow." Despite her cold exterior, Penelope was warm-hearted, and Nina accepted her card.
"Madam." Suddenly, Quincy approached Nina.
Nina was surprised to see him but was relieved that Nash was not with him. "What are you doing here?" Quincy held up a bag. "Mr. York thought you might be working too hard, so he askedto bring this over." He pulled out a few bottles of warm milk and handed one to Nina. "Mr. York said it's your favorite." Nina looked at the bag full of milk, pressing her lips together.
Penelope noticed the exchange but did not say much. "Reporter Nina, I'm heading back inside. Let's chat next time." With that, Penelope and her assistant headed towards the main area.
Nina looked at Quincy. "I'm working." "Mr. York knows you tend to overwork and forget to take care of yourself. He said you mustn't forget to rest, especially for the sake of the baby." Quincy reminded her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNina instinctively touched her stomach. To avoid more disruption, she took the milk from Quincy.
"I'll drink it, okay?" Meanwhile, Miranda had been watching the scene. She pretended not to notice Nina earlier due to the cameras but could not ignore the sight of Quincy caring for her and giving her milk. It was clear these gestures were from Nash, He was constantly thinking of Nina! Miranda clenched her fists, feeling a surge of jealousy. Why did Nina get all the good things? But when she glanced at the brand on the bottle, it felt very familiar. Back in high school, Nash used to have this brand of milk on hand.
Nash didn't even like milk. Could this be a coincidence?
Miranda's grip tightened as she saw Nina touch her stomach. She nearly ΟΠΙ forgot that Nina was pregnant, and the Child could very well be Nash's! Miranda's gaze turned cold. How could she allow this child to be born? If she couldn't have Nash, then Nina couldn't either.
Despite all the cameras around, Miranda, who usually loved the spotlight and attention, surprin
avoided the limelight this time. She headed to the lounge room instead.
Alone, she sat there for a long tbefore finally dialing a@inned number without a nattached. "I need you to helpwith something!" X
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