Chapter 61
Her own father was shamelessly biased, and the fiancé who was supposed to stand by her through thick and thin had not only dropped a fortune on another woman but had also kicked her while she was down.
She was quite the tragic heroine.
Yvonne was silent for a moment, then said with a half-smile, “Since Matthew has more money than sense, I might as well help him donate some of it. What do you think p>
Sandra just stared at her, her expression clouding with confusion.
Yvonne didn’t elaborate, simply adding, “Find me a good lawyer. Matthew may be a fool with deep pockets, but I’m more than happy to help him bleed them dry p>
Their flight left Istra in the morning, landing at Vexel International Airport by the afternoon.
Yvonne and Sandra dragged their luggage out of the airport and caught a cab to the hotel the film crew was staying at.
After paying the driver, they walked into the hotel, and in the lobby, they had the misfortune of running into Queena and her entourage.
Queena was bundled up in a baseball cap, dark sunglasses, and a mask. She was flanked by three assistants, a makeup artist, a styling team, and two rows of bodyguards in black suits. She didn’t have the A-list credentials, but her entourage was bigger than that of a superstar.
Her executive assistant was checking her into the hotel’s largest presidential suite. Once the check-in was complete, the massive group swept toward the elevators. As they passed Yvonne and Sandra, Queena instinctively paused, removing her sunglasses to look down on them with an air of superiority.
“Sandra, I almost feel sorry for you. You’re one of the most renowned agents in the business, yet here you are, chaperoning some B-lister onto a film set. Just look at her. A lost cause. I’d hate for you to waste your talent.” sŵnovels
“You don’t need to worry about my career, Ms. Spencer,” Sandra replied coolly.
Yvonne’s gaze swept over Queena’s face before she let out a short, sharp laugh. “Queena, you really do have a short memory. Are you asking for another slap?” Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on
The memory of her swollen face from Yvonne’s last slap made Queena’s expression twist for a second, but it was quickly replaced by a smug grin.
“Oh, Yvonne, you must have heard by now. Matthew invested an extra hundred million in the film to make me the female lead. Mr. Turner said I wastright for the lead role of the policewoman? Well, whatever role I play is the lead role.
“In the movie and in real life, I’m the leading lady. You’re just stuck playing the villain everyone loves to hate p>
“Matthew threw a little money your way, and you think that’s something to brag about?” Yvonne sneered. “Even a call girl has her price. You might be an expensive one, but as long as Matthew’s having fun, it’s a price he to pay And Lis an affor fiancée, am generous enough not to mind him having a woman on the side p>
“You-!” Queena’s pretty face flushed crimson. From a certain angle, she looked uncannily like that old scumbag, George.
Teresa really was blind. How had she never realized that the daughter she’d cherished for over a decade was actually her husband’s bastard child with another woman?
“Sandra, let’s go check in,” Yvonne said, tired of wasting her breath on Queena. She walked past her toward the front desk.
The receptionist assigned Yvonne a standard room. It wasn’t large, but it was clean and tidy, with a private bathroom. Yvonne was satisfied enough.
Sandra was the top agent at Nexus Media and managed many artists, so she
couldn’t stay with Yvonne forever. After sorting out Yvonne’s arrangements with the production team, she flew back to Istra.