Chapter 2161
The crowd parted automatically as Balfour made his way over to Ivy, prompting hushed whispers to ripple through the room.
“Jeez, can someone clue me in on what kind of spell Ivy cast over Mr. Howard? To ditch a catch like Giselle for Ivy? Beats me.”
“The rich folks’ tastes are a mystery to us mere mortals on a three grand salary. Hadn’t Mr. Howard been acquainted with Giselle since childhood? Then out of nowhere, Ivy cuts in? Sheesh, that Ivy must be quite the schemer.”
Already unpopular among them, Ivy drew even more envy every time Balfour showed up for her.
“Mr. Howard’s here to stick up for Ivy again, huh? Bet this whole mess is just gonna get swept under the rug.”
Everyone assumed Balfour was there to back Ivy up.
“What are you…”
Ivy’s words were cut short as Balfour took a step away, coming to a halt in front of
Giselle.
“What’s the matter? Why the waterworks all of a sudden?” Balfour asked her, his voice deep and concerned.
Giselle looked up in shock, not having expected Balfour to come to her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel Ivy’s crestfallen gaze on her, which only added to her sense of triumph as she straightened up.
“Balfour, it’s… it’s nothing serious. Just a little spat with Ivy. Maybe I did something wrong, and… well, Ivy doesn’t seem to want to talk to me. But it’s okay, I’ll sort things out with her
later.”
Giselle’s words were diplomatic, almost conciliatory. But someone in the crowd c stand it and blurted out the event that happened earlier, painting Ivy as a haughty a
deceitful villain.
The consensus was clear: if they didn’t kick Ivy out of the group, the movie was doome
“In all my years in the film industry, I’ve never seen a lead actress so calculatingly undermine her co-star. Talent is what matters, not these games. She won’t last long in this business with that attitude!”
His words rang with a veneer of fairness, but Ivy remembered how this man had been humiliated by Colton for a careless mistake in front of her, and he had held a grudge ever
since.
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That day, it was his own blunder that ruined a shot, causing a reshoot that didn’t sit well with Colton, who was a stickler for details and didn’t hesitate to give him a piece of his
mind.
But the man blamed it on Ivy.
Ivy knew he was just looking for a chance to get back at her from that day on And now, he had found his moment to vent his spleen of her
Giselle hung her head, looking all the more wronged and unwilling to voice her troubles the very picture of a damsel in distress.
Ivy felt a sourness in her heart, as if someone had spilled lemon juice over her soul. But she had no right to complain, no right to demand anything
