The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Melody smiled softly. "I'm glad I could help everyone."

Although some people were simply taking advantage of Melody's guidance, where there was one, there was usually another. Through these interactions, people began to get to know Melody more, and they discovered that her aloof appearance did not match her true nature at all.

Many people's impressions of Melody changed subtly over time, and she found solace in being treated kindly by others. As for what Shaun said about 'taking advantage' or anything like that, she could not care less. She enjoyed acting as well as other aspects of filmmaking. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She might have considered working behind the scenes if it were not for her greater passion for the big screen. Bringing stories to life through live-action filming and then projecting them onto the big screen involved every aspect from acting to directing, and each person played a crucial role in shaping the final presentation of the film. Just like a screw on an assembly line, it took everyone's effort to make a movie. "Miss Melody, someone is looking for you."

Melody smiled serenely, allowing the makeup artist to touch up her makeup. She found it a bit odd to have someone looking for her at that moment.

already informed Beatrice and Cedric earlier that she

Melody how much she was missing her during their phone call last night, she had not mentioned anything

women must have their own careers to earn respect from others. Apart from Beatrice and Cedric, Melody could not think of anyone else

quickly waved his hand. "Sure, go

a smile on her face, but she did not expect to find Helen waiting for her there. Melody's steps slowed as she approached, only confirming when she reached her that it was indeed her mother who had come to find her. At the same time, the smile

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her daughter, but as soon

mother come to see her daughter? What kind of daughter are you? You're not even half as filial as Wendy. She's not even my biological daughter, yet she knows to take me to the beauty salon. But you? You just grabbed your suitcase and abandoned your family, leaving for

face. "Yes, you've said I'm not a good daughter before. It's not like you didn't know that, so why do you always have to come to me to confirm it again? Why don't you just stay at home since Wendy is so nice to you? Why did you come to me? You're not welcome