No longer a pushover

Chapter 472

Noelle took a deep breath. In her past life, by the time she learned about this screenwriting event, it was already too late. Xenia had stolen the credit and was trending as the most talented screenwriter.

That was when Noelle realized her scripts had been signed under someone else's name. Yet, what could she have done? She had been forced to watch helplessly as Xenia took everything from her, leaving her with nothing but ruin.

But this time? Noelle was not going to let Xenia have her way.

...

Inside the banquet hall, Xenia stood at Donovan's side, wrapped in a designer gown, radiating elegance and poise. She needed to make a good impression because starting today, she was officially MM Bean—the brilliant screenwriter behind the latest industry hit.

As for Noelle? That idiot would forever be nothing more than a stepping stone. First, she would become an acclaimed screenwriter.

Then, she would take over Blake's company. Once she controlled all his resources, she would use them to elevate herself to stardom.

The more Xenia thought about it, the more excited she became. Becoming a famous actress had always been her childhood dream.

Sean's plan was already proving successful as Donovan had given her the charity foundation and was even handing her control over Blake's company. Xenia believed she was on her way to the top.

...

took the stage and announced, "I'm sure everyone here is familiar with the hottest TV series of the season.

delivering a few polished remarks. Then, with a proud smile, he turned to Xenia. "Moonbright Entertainment

basked in the attention, her heels clicking confidently as she ascended the

the doors to the banquet hall swung open. When

Xenia's mind reeled as she wondered what Noelle was

was the real screenwriter? Of course, not only Xenia was startled; Donovan's expression flickered as his gaze

on earth is Blake doing

the hall. "Blake is officially out of the hospital today! He

due to the mask he still wore, but with the

I said a few words,

his voice, he growled, "Why did you bring

our talented sister? I figured I'd help you; otherwise, after your speech, who

turned

of the stairs. His voice rang out loud and clear. "Or

take the spot that