Chapter 94

Madeline didn't pause in her tracks.

Lola grabbed Madeline and said, "Madeline, let's have coffee together."

Madeline refused, "No. I have to go back to school."

Madeline walked outside.

She felt there seemed to be a line of sight behind her.

She looked back and found that no one was looking at her.

She shook her head as she thought, "This is weird."

After removing her makeup and changing clothes, she got her paycheck for the film.

Madeline looked at her phone. It was already ten at night, so it was not easy to hail a taxi in such a place.

While thinking, she walked out of the film studio

"Hey, you are really a piece of work. Madeline, you haven't been here for a while. I thought you quit."

Jasmine raised her chin nobly, much like a peacock fanning its feathers. "Taking on background roles everywhere. Are you truly this desperate for fame?"

"It's none of your business. Madeline frowned slightly.

"Haha Jasmine blew at her fingernails and said, I just want to Life

what happens to someone who dares to dream beyond their station in

The assistant, Whitney, chimed in mockingly, "Absolutely true. But Ms. Zook, why would she even dare to compare herself to you? Her family lacks wealth, and no one in her family acknowledges her. One should possess enough resources to chase one's dream in the entertainment industry!"

Jasmine smiled coldly. "She's satisfied with playing background roles for 40 dollars a day. She doesn't care if she possesses enough. resources to pursue her dream, just as long as she doesn't starve to death"

Madeline looked away. "Really? How much did your family spend on you? It seems that they are not generous enough. You've left school but haven't managed to achieve fame. Be cautious not to become both uneducated and a D-list actress."

As Madeline said that, she suddenly felt a little funny and chuckled.

"I haven't seen you for a month, and you've grown some guts, Jasmine frowned, and her sweet face was a little gloomy

boasting in my presence? Know your place. Do you believe you have the right to speak about

off her hand

repeatedly caused me trouble dare to approach and

if I don't teach you a lesson! Jasmine raised

and a sense of foreboding settled

Slap!

Madeline slapped her in the

covered her stinging

dare

over to help and said, "What a

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Chapter 91

fighting prowess. She knocked them down

it was conspicuous.

was terrified. If she disfigured herself,

this to me? Is she

How

and said anxiously, "Madeline, wait for

and spoke with a faint smile. "I refrained from retaliating earlier, but I might not hold back now. You didn't show mercy to me when channeling your anger on Winsler's behalf." Jasmine felt a little guilty. "Even if you know it, so what? Winslet is my good friend. I simply wished to teach you a lesson. Wait and see. When

rested her chin on her finger and said after some thought, "Since your face is hurt, filming might prove

How audacious of

with your charade. There aren't any surveillance cameras here, after all. No one will ridicule you. Opportunities to put on such a

of a country bumpkin. If Ms. Zook speaks a

now. Tomorrow, you can kneel down and offer your apology. Let's see if the Larson family will come to get you after such embarrassment. The Larson family... How long ago were they?

laugh. "You are so obsolete.

have turned over a new leaf? Certain ambitions should be tempered. You transformed from a rural bumpkin into the Larson family's daughter. Do you truly believe such a miracle could occur again?" Jasmine looked down on Madeline, who had no background. Her tone was full of superiority

agreeing to Jasmine's comment.

Madeline would maneuver the situation. Soon,

saw that it was from Sebastian and thought that it must be a

believe Madeline would have

phone, her face turned pale. "No way! How is that

Zook, what's wrong?" Whitney was a

need to go to the set tomorrow...

while, Jasmine received another

up and drove

Whitney also left immediately.

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