No longer a pushover

Chapter 411

Noelle glanced out the door and fell into deep thought.

Perhaps it was time to end everything. According to the old Blake she knew, he would never let it go if she kept refusing to admit her so-called mistakes.

Now that she'd gotten clues from Donovan, there was no need to keep playing it safe.

That night, they filmed an outdoor night scene at an abandoned building. The scene involved the supporting female lead luring the protagonist over and putting the latter in danger, only for the male lead to come to the rescue.

After filming, Noelle waited on the side to remove her makeup, but the makeup artist ignored her. She could tell that the crew was holding a grudge against her.

There was no doubt that Xenia had been adding fuel to the fire to tarnish her reputation, but she didn't care. She had no interest in staying in the entertainment industry anyway.

When most people had left, she had no choice but to grab some makeup remover herself, clean off her makeup, and leave.

"Noelle, stop right there!"

and dangerous. "I heard you've been

stun baton in his hand. She instinctively took a few cautious steps back and asked, "Who told you

you a lesson today. You better not run, or you're

wasn't alone; he'd brought ten tattooed men. Most of the crew had

I'll go easy on you. But if you insist

by tattooed thugs, so she had no choice but to turn and face the approaching Blake. "Looks like you haven't changed all these years, Blake. The moment something doesn't go your way, you resort

a kid, I hit you for your good." Gripping his baton, Blake

on and

Aren't you afraid of ruining

you don't expose what you have. I'm doing this to teach you a lesson since you've caused so much trouble at home while I was

Blake was standing

nothing wrong." As Noelle spoke, Blake swung

her arm to block, but the impact sent her crashing to the ground. She clutched her arm and glared at him. "They're the ones who broke the law; what does that have to do with

always think we're biased, Noelle. But have you ever reflected on