After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 111 Isabel the Actress

Chapter 111 Isabel the Actress.

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Lillian's voice cut through the air, loud enough to make heads turn. Whispers spread like wildfire as people began to point in

their direction.

Her assistant, standing with hands on hips, fired back at Isabel in a shrill voice.

"You're crossing the line! What's wrong with being the stepmother's child? Does that mean they're less than human? Does that give you the right to treat them however you want?"

Isabel just smiled, shaking her head. "Well, it seems like birds of a feather really do flock together. No wonder Lillian picked you as her assistant. You both share the same stubbornness, and now you're being unreasonable, trying to shift the blame onto me.

"Who's being unreasonable here? You're the one who bullied Lillian and tossed her script to the ground!" The assistant puffed out her chest, trying to appear intimidating.

Lillian, with fake tears gathering in her eyes, quickly intervened. "Forget it. Don't say anything else. It's not her fault. It's mine. I hurt my hand earlier, and the script just slipped from my grasp."

Clap, clap, clap! Isabel began to applaud mockingly. "Lillian, don't you think your story is a little too contradictory? Just a moment ago, you were accusing me of throwing your script on the floor, stirring everyone up to come after me. But now, with more people around, you're pretending to be the victim, claiming it wasn't my fault.

"I wonder, the character you're playing in the show isn't a two-faced pick-me girl, is it?"

You're the pick-me' girl! I wish you'd just die! Lillian cursed under her breath, her anger rising.

Just then, Lillian noticed the director, Scout Simmons, walking toward them. She quickly signaled to her assistant.

The assistant, familiar with Lillian's methods, immediately caught on and pointed at Isabel, making sure her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Isabel, you've really gone too far! Lillian only said the script fell off her hands to protect you! If Mr. Simmons and the writer find out you've disrespected their hard work, do you really think you'll get away with it?"

As Scout approached, he overheard the commotion and scowled, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Isabel disapprovingly.

To Scout, every project was personal, like a child. He had carefully selected this script after much thought and was not going to let anyone damage it.

stern gaze. "Did you throw

They knew that Scout had a reputation for losing his temper, and with him

is based on Vania Cohen's best-selling novel 'Grace in Every

in detail, outlining the key characters and

stood there, stunned. She thought, What's she doing? Mr. Simmons just asked if she threw the script. Why is she talking

I would ruin such a brilliant script?" Isabel raised an eyebrow, staring

the script. You wouldn't destroy it." He then turned to Lillian, his gaze

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back. "I-1..." she

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You're a public figure, and I don't want to escalate this." Scout said

to accept defeat, but realizing she had lost, she reluctantly turned to

just as she was walking away, Scout's voice rang

you

in becoming an actress? With your potential, I can guarantee I'll make

What?

froze, her eyes wide

He's talking to Isabel!

Simmons actually wants to make her a star! I'm still just a B-list artist, yet Mr. Simmons is eager to promote her? Isabel was taken aback, pointing at herself.

certain that if you entered the industry, you'd rise to the top quickly!" Scout said

story and her grasp of the characters-she had what it took to become an actress, and it was clear she had the talent to

at Isabel's flawless face, her envy burning. If Isabel makes it in the entertainment industry, she could easily surpass me. I

afraid my sister isn't suited for the

puzzled,

once engaged to her ex-fiancé to miscarry. And her ex-fiancé is the CEO of Johnson Group, Lillian said, a wicked smile curling on her lips. "What?"Scout was visibly shocked, struggling to process the accusation. He glanced at Isabel, whose face remained

something like that? Caused

like the type. She

much. Haven't you heard? You can't judge a

pleased with how things were

Isabel stepped forward, locking eyes with Lillian. "Lillian, are you afraid that if I enter