Chapter 19

Her words were explicit, and Hattie felt a bit embarrassed. She initially wanted to deny it, but then changed her mind and just smiled subtly, saying, “I don’t know why he likes me either”

Estelle turned her head and glanced at the woman named Hattie.

At first, she seemed somewhat familiar, and soon she remembered. Hattie had played a princess in a TV show that Isis had previously followed. She didn’t have many scenes, but her performance was outstanding. Isis even said it was a pity that she hadn’t become more popular.

She also remembered the woman in blue. She was a minor celebrity, named Heather Vang.

Heather couldn’t hide the envy on her face, “With Jonathan, you can have whatever you want. Don’t forget to support me once you become a leading actress.”

Hattie smiled gracefully. “Why would I need to support you when you have Morrison.”

Heather’s eyes flickered, and she applied lipstick in front of the mirror, somewhat proud, “I spent so much effort to win Mr. Langston’s heart, but now it’s not easy to ask for something.”

Hattie chuckled, “Even if you don’t ask, Mr. Langston will give it to you!”

Heather’s lips were bright red, and she pretended to be angry, “He only buys me jewelry and bags but refuses to give me a good role. Even the supporting role from last time, I had to spend the whole night coaxing him before he agreed.”

“Mr. Langston is just afraid that you’ll become too independent and ignore him!” Hattie teased.

Heather pouted and giggled, “Even if I become independent, I couldn’t escape from him.”

The private room in the club had its own restroom, so very few people came here. The two chatted carelessly for a while, and just as they were about to leave, they heard a cold voice from behind, “Stop right there!”

Both of them were startled and turned around abruptly.

Behind them was a floor-to-ceiling carved wooden door. Hattie and Heather didn’t know the structure of this place, so they didn’t care about what they said, not expecting it to be a door.

The two looked at each other, not sure how much Estelle had heard. Heather was the first to speak, “Who are you?”

coldly at Heather. “Are you really

thinking that Estelle was just one of the many women who admired

it to you? Mr. Langston hates clingy people. You better not cause any trouble for me. If he

eyebrow, “Is

chin arrogantly, “Yeah, Mr.

me to him!” Estelle

do you think you

else, Estelle grabbed Heather’s collar, opened the door,

a bit taller than Estelle, but she had no

go of me! Let go!” Heather tried to hit Estelle with her

against the wall. Heather’s

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slumping to the

She reached out to grab Estelle’s arm, “Who are you? Let her

Hattie staggered back, hitting the wall

agent Amy rushed over to help her up, yelling.

over, stopping Estelle. “Miss, regardless of the reason, you can’t hurt

the collar, her face pale, her cold eyes filled

a familiar figure passing by

astonished,

know. Heather and I were having dinner,

angrily, “Hattie’s leg was just starting to recover, and she was going to start

gaze darkened, and he whispered, “Mr. Lamont is

might be a connection between her

when she heard Jonathan was there. “Mr. Lamont is here

I’ll be right

Estelle not far away

was there, became even more arrogant, shouting at

and said coldly, “You sent someone for

“What’s going on?”

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