Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 128

These past few days, Sylvia had already been feeling troubled, and now Anna had walked right into her

line of fire.

Anna was dragged out while crying.

The room finally quieted down, and Sylvia sat beside Abigail’s hospital bed, attentively peeling an apple

for her.

Abigail stared at her intently and smiled with gratification. “It’s been so many years since we last met, and you’ve changed so much. But now you have such determination in your actions, and I really like it.”

“You can be like that too,” Sylvia replied.

Abigail’s gaze dimmed. “No, I’m different. I’m different from all the other trainees here. They either have connections with companies or come from wealthy families, but I only have myself.”

Setting the apple aside, Sylvia held Abigail’s hand. “You managed to stand out among a hundred trainees solely based on your own merits, and made it step by step to the finals. Don’t you think you’re amazing?”

“But I’m only ranked fifteenth and won’t debut. Anna told me that the debut spots have already been decided through under–the–table deals with major companies. I don’t have a chance,” Abigail lamented.

Sylvia chuckled.

This was her company, her organized program. She had personally informed the staff not to accept any bribes or pre–arranged debut spots. Who could understand this better than her?

Abigail had a good appearance; though not stunning at first glance, she had a lasting charm.

She was a cute and innocent girl.

With her appearance and talent, Abigail could go a long way in the entertainment industry.

Whether it was out of friendship or for the company’s interests, Sylvia intended to support Abigail

wholeheartedly!

3–level

“Don’t worry, there will never be any pre–arranged spots in my program. As long as you work hard, you’ll have opportunities. Moreover, even if you don’t successfully debut this time, I will sign you as artist under Angle.”

Tears glistened in Abigail’s eyes. She bit her lip incredulously, holding back her tears.

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head. “This time, give it your all and

you never told me who you are, I know you’re an amazing girl,” Abigail said, embracing her

the future, stand up to them directly! The weaker you appear, the more they’ll take advantage of you. Only when you stand up will they

I’ll be your support

held her tightly, feeling something firming

she was blocked in the restroom by Hanna and her two lackeys. Since it was the Mid–Autumn Festival holiday, there were no cameras recording in

rushed back to the base after learning about Anna’s inexplicable disqualification. She intended to teach Abigail a lesson so that she would never dare to complain again. Abigail was forced into a corner, trembling with fear. Sylvia’s words from earlier suddenly

gritted her teeth, grabbed the dirty mop from the corner, and waved it in a show of

in the past, I tolerated you, but from now on,

sure! Let’s play a game and see

girls quickly engaged in a brawl, screams echoing

incident the next

she threatened to

one. How shameless to be the first to

“I’ll leave this matter to you. Whether Hanna wants to hire a lawyer or play any other

“No problem, Director!”

busy with work for the next few days, someone else wasn’t idle either.

Bay Villa.

and

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he closed his eyes, he would see

that scene made him feel uncomfortable, as if something was wrong

it like

he liked Nancy, but later he realized that his feelings

always stirred up many emotions in him, such as

for him? Although his thoughts were a mess, he also kept himself busy these

days.

hiding spots of the two guards who stayed at the villa and

it out. If Sylvia didn’t come back tonight, it would be a good opportunity to meet with Eric. He sat on the sofa, lost in thought, when the

Sylvia returning, Edgar stood up to greet

it was Bart. Behind Bart were three tall men who

threat and looked at Bart calmly, asking, “What is this

as he finished speaking, the three men behind Bart suddenly approached him with

up to him, raising his palm menacingly, ready to

time. “Young Master Patric said no hitting on the face! With his small build, can he withstand more than a few blows from you? Don’t ruin his face, which has such good looks.”

Young Master Patric?