My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 16 She chastised herself for not leaving at least a million behind for emergencies.

With mounting financial concerns—rent, daily expenses, and her grandmother’s medical costs—Elizabeth felt the weight of her decisions.

She had neglected her acting Elizabeth last year, and her scriptwriting endeavors had come to a halt.

But now, with a renewed sense of purpose, she decided to focus on her acting and writing once again.

Fortunately, she had reconnected with her former agent, Ruby Curtis, the night before.

Ruby had been cautious but agreed to meet today.

“Elizabeth?”

As Elizabeth applied the finishing touches to her routine, a soft knock on the door preceded Ruby’s voice.

Elizabeth opened the door to find Ruby, standing confidently in a sharp, gray business suit, her professional demeanor in stark contrast to the novice Elizabeth had once known.

When Ruby first took Elizabeth under her wing, she was still an industry outsider, overlooked for not having any big-name stars.

But in just two years, Ruby had successfully propelled several unknown talents into the spotlight.

Everyone seemed to be advancing, except for Elizabeth, who had put her career on pause for love and clung to a past that no longer served her.

“Ruby,” Elizabeth greeted, ushering her inside and motioning to a chair.

her voice laced with

gotten yourself a wealthy

Yet, here you are.

life of luxury

much time under Ruby’s tutelage

connection had

industry, it was solely for her new love and their plans

rich family and preferred to

reluctantly let Elizabeth go, though she wasn’t happy

just two years later, Elizabeth found herself calling Ruby, asking for her guidance to return

given Elizabeth’s beauty and past talent, she

silent as

quiet regret,

legs and continued, “I had high hopes

your looks and talent,

path did

a role, you were ready to throw it all away for

ever stop to think about what it takes to marry into

Ruby mentioned Kristopher

her gaze and

was foolish,

my

the past