Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 815 I've Degraded Myself Many Times

In the evening, Sophia rolled back to her tiny rented pad.

So far, she'd only snagged one gig in a TV series. As a newbie, her paycheck was peanuts. Ronald had fought tooth and nail for her, but she only scored sixty grand. Now, she was scraping by on that sixty grand.

Ronald was chilling in a swanky villa. She had dreams of moving next door, but the rent was a whopping eight grand a month.

Her sixty grand was chump change.

After all the random expenses, she was down to thirty grand.

Sophia was desperate to make some cash. Even if she jumped ship to S.M Corporation, she knew she wouldn't be raking it in anytime soon.

She'd done her homework on the company. It was a startup, and their rules and systems were probably still a hot mess. If she joined, she'd be twiddling her thumbs for a while. Sophia paced around her cramped apartment and thought about live streaming. It was a quick way to make some dough, and live streaming with product sales was blowing up. Plus, she had a bit of a name. Once she hit a hundred grand, she'd be Ronald's neighbor in no time!

Sophia's eyes lit up. She fired up her computer and started her live stream.

But she couldn't show her face. It was a breach of contract for an artist to live stream on the sly. If All Star Entertainment found out, she'd be on the hook for compensation. Sophia threw on a catgirl outfit. As a newbie streamer, her traffic was pretty weak at first.

her killer body, she had

stream was the kind that once guys stumbled

wasn't really showing anything. It was just a bit suggestive. As long as she could make bank,

hustle, you gotta check

broke before. If someone threw cash at her, she'd smile and pick it up, one bill

enough to make any

the entertainment biz, just being a pretty face didn't cut it. Pretty faces were like vases-they had an expiration date. Ronald was on

he liked to scroll through female streamers

setup on his bed, with a laptop perched on a stand. Wearing his gold-rimmed glasses, he flicked through one female streamer's live stream after another, his

those beauty filters cranked up, the real deal would look way

was thirty-two, and he always had

This was way too suggestive. Just as he was about to skip it, her sweet voice chimed in, "Welcome, new viewers. This is my first live stream." The video didn't show her face, just below her neck, and

a tiny red mole on her collarbone. Coupled with her overly sweet voice, his brows furrowed even more.

the

couldn't quite pin down his feelings at that moment. First, he was pissed, then he cooled off. He stared at the

shut down the