NovelEnglish"Penelope..." "I've been through so much to get where I am today. Even if no one watches the s I'm in and my popularity declines, it's my own problem. The entertainment industry is vast. Does everyone who's better thanhave to be seen as a threat?" "That's not true. It's because Miranda relies on her patron..." "Let's not speak ill of others. I don't want to hear that kind of talk. You knowwell. I've made plenty of mistakes in the past, so now I need to cherish myself more and protect my reputation." Penelope cherished her future immensely. What she despised the most was using jealousy of others' achievements to elevate oneself. She and Miranda were fundamentally different. She had climbed up from the bottom and understood the hardships within. Miranda, on the other hand, was born with a silver spoon, born into unfairness. Without that privilege, Penelope relied on her own efforts to strive for what she wanted. She believed that one day she would reach the peak.
The atmosphere in the car was tense the whole way. Nash remained silent, staring out the window with a cold expression, not uttering a word. Miranda dared not disturb him, sitting nervously, her heart pounding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen they arrived at the company, Nash quickly exited the car and headed inside. He walked briskly, while Miranda struggled to keep up in her high heels, which were thin and sharp.
"Nash, ah," Miranda jogged after him, but accidentally twisted her ankle.
Nash halted, turning to look at Miranda. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
She looked aggrieved, clutching her leg, tears welling up in her eyes. "I twisted my ankle," she whimpered. Nash stood there without a word, his gaze icy as he spoke, "Do you realize what you said in front of the reporters today?" Miranda tried to explain, "The reporters were asking, and you're an important person to me..." "Do you think I've never been in the entertainment industry and don't understand the tricks of the trade?" Nash narrowed his eyes, his tone icy, "Your words today could easily lead to headlines about us being in a relationship. Even if they don't write about it, fans and followers will speculate. In this industry, there are many undisclosed relationships, and fans are always curious. You know that, right?" "Nash, I really didn't mean it," Miranda's tears fell.
Nash warned her again, "You know I'm married, and the media knows too. Don't add negative publicity for me, and I don't want you to say such things in front of the reporters again!" Miranda bit her lip tightly. Nash's warning was also a clear rejection of her fantasies.
As long as Nash did not make it public, Miranda would always feel there was a possibility. Divorce was just a matter of time.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf Nash publicly acknowledged his marriage, whatever Miranda said in front of own actin Media would just be her If she crossed the line not only would it damage Nash's image, but it could also label her as a homewrecker. If she cared about her future and did not want her reputation ruined, she had to stop.
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"I understand," Miranda's voice was hoarse, her emotions low. She m reluctantly agreed to comply with his instructions.
not If she said too much, it would surely incur his displeasure. She did not want that kind of ending for herself. She always wanted to get what she wanted. How could she be so irrational? Seeing her restraint, Nash said coldly, "Quincy, take her back." "Yes, Mr. York." Quincy helped Miranda out and escorted her away in another car.
Nash drove off alone.
Nina had another nightmare, falling into the sea. The deep sea was black, vast, like a Black hole. X
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