Chapter 149

Elsewhere, Winslet sat in the luxurious presidential suite, her phone buzzing with a message from Sharon. The Larson and Horton families were set to marry, and they had picked a date to announce it publicly. But Winslet barely glanced at her phone. She was sitting in front of the mirror, the gauze unwrapped from her face, shivering as she stared at her swollen, scarred reflection. "Is this really me?" she whispered in horror.

Alfred stood behind her, his voice calm. "Ms. Larson, don't cry. Tears will only slow the healing process. You don't want the surgery to fail, do you?" Winslet forced herself to hold back her tears. "I look so ugly. How am I supposed to become the lady of the Horton family like this?"

The doctor smiled, reassuring her, "Give it time. The surgery was successful, and you'll recover soon."

Winslet pursed her lips, her expression serious. "Will I look just like her?"

The doctor sighed. "Not exactly. But you'll resemble her enough-maybe around 70%-to convince someone who's never met her in person."

Winslet nodded slowly. For her, as long as she could marry into the Horton family, it was worth it. She didn't care who Nick was, she only wanted wealth and power.

With red-rimmed eyes, she muttered, "I'll step on Madeline so hard, she'll never rise again!" Winslet was already planning her future in the capital. The capital will be so much bigger than Acocester,' she thought. 'I used to be stepped on in this place; now, I'll deal with them one by one. Despite the pain, she refused to cry. Failure to recover would mean everything she endured was in vain.

It was November now, and the cold was creeping in. The temperature hovered below 68 degrees Fahrenheit, often around 59. Madeline had taken a two-month break, allowing her enough time for her new project.

Her studio, Illuminade, was running smoothly, thanks to the experienced team they had invested in. Luisa Xerxes, her assistant, accompanied Madeline onto the set. The shoot had already begun on October 22, and Madeline officially joined the film crew on November 1. As soon as she arrived, she made an effort to familiarize herself with the team. The director, Sylas Thurman, waved to everyone, signaling them to pause. "Maddie's here today. Let's take a coffee break and welcome her."

Madeline had been brought onto the project by Yohannes, and Sylas was well aware of that. Moreover, she brought with her a lot of money rising star, Yohannes. For that, Sylas was utterly grateful.

Mr. Thurman,"

her an approving nod. "Your look is perfect for this role. And you've memorized all your

is my first major

brief glance at Madeline. She had a lot of scenes to focus on

and a

have as many scenes as the male characters, Camille wasn't too bothered by Madeline's role, even if she had brought money

asked curiously, "Are you and Mr. Yandell

the same hometown." Madeline glanced at Yohannes, her expression neutral. She

faintly and added, "Yes, so

and envious looks from the others and coughed

it began to decline. Madeline eyed Yohannes-if he was helping her now, she didn't mind partnering with him to improve her position. "I look forward to working with you," Yohannes said

fairly average acting skills for the new generation of actors. She glanced at Yohannes, already knowing he was more looks than talent. "As long

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who only knows how to look pretty. You're so good at acting. It's so unfair that you have to make up for their poor performances." At this time,

"Ms. Lovell, it's Maddie's first time playing such a major role. I hope we get along well over the next

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