Chapter 2130
Ivy flashed a grin that appeared almost out of nowhere, “Well, if that’s the case, all the better. I’ll definitely nail this role, and won’t give those backstabbers a chance to rejoice.”
Giselle feigned composure with a nod, “That’s the spirit. Oh… almost forgot my agent’s got something for me. Gotta dash!”
She didn’t even wait for Ivy to respond before she bolted like a rabbit spooked by a gunshot.
Her retreat was so hasty, which was a stark contrast to her earlier confidence as she strutted around handing out coffee to the
crew.
“Heh…”
Ivy just snorted.
Giselle’s heart probably wasn’t as pure as her words.
It was only after Giselle was out of Ivy’s sight that she allowed herself to look around apprehensively.
No way!
How could she just pop up here totally unscathed?
Was this woman really something special, to act so nonchalantly even after someone meddled with her?
Giselle bit her nails nervously.
It wasn’t unthinkable; after all, Ivy had used her wiles to keep Balfour on a tight leash, right?
“How does Ivy, the tramp, keep coming out on top?!”
Giselle was pacing in circles, frantic. The top priority was to check with Clara what the heck had happened. She had taken this too lightly.
How could Clara, a woman with quick temper, ever outmatch the cunning Ivy?
And she really, with boosting confidence, let that woman handle her own sister However, it didn’t really strike her that Ivy reappeared on set as if nothing had happened.
“Clara’s such a dead weight! No wonder she can’t make it big!”
Giselle found a secluded corner and stealthily dialed Clara’s number.
Thank heavens she had kept Clara’s number after one persistent encounter; otherwise, she wouldn’t even know where to begin looking for the small-time actress!
“Hello? Is that you, Clara?”
Giselle asked with a false cheer in her voice, but the response was an eerily calm voice.
“Good day, this is the city police department. The owner of this phone is currently assisting us with an investigation. May I ask how you’re related to the owner and if you’re aware of her recent activities?”.
Giselle quickly hung up the phone out of panic.
The police officer on the other end stared at the phone with a puzzled look.
Wrong number, perhaps?
Clara was in police custody!
What now? Would that woman blabber about her seeking her out?
If Clara made any rash statements involving her, her standing with Balfour would plummet.
Even Ivy would never let her off the hook, not to mention the Howard patriarchs!
What to do? What to do?
She had to find a way to seal Clara’s Wps tight!
Giselle was frantic; her top priority now was to visit that foolish woman immediately!
She had botched everything up, and now she felt like an ant on a hot griddle.
Giselle grabbed her purse and scurried over to the production manager, hastily requesting the morning off.
rew asked out of concern. Giselle, is everything alright? You seem all worked up, weat
Giselle forced a stiff smile and wiped the sweat from her brow.
“Just a little family emergency. I’m so sorry but I didn’t mean to hold up the show.”
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