Manager Willow reluctantly propped himself up on the armrest of the chair and stood up, taking long strides onto the stage and helping Sarah Grant to her feet.
He turned to the others who were still watching the drama unfold: "Let’s take a ten-minute break before the selection officially starts."
"Wasn’t what I just did considered a participation? Are you planning to give another chance to perform, or is it already decided?"
Henry Willow waved for his assistant to bring the coat that had been removed earlier, and draped it over Sarah Grant again, patting her shoulder: "Go back."
"What do you an? Henry Willow, are you abandoning ?" Sarah Grant looked at him expectantly.
The tone was anxious, as if she was asking about their personal relationship.
Of course, Henry Willow couldn’t be unaware of Sarah Grant’s ulterior motives, but he pretended not to hear: "What do you think about your performance?"
"It was great!" Sarah Grant said confidently.
"Are you being honest?"
"I’ve only practiced for two days, and it’s pretty good. Just make a spot for now, and I’ll improve over ti."
"No way!" Henry Willow rejected her seriously, "Since it’s a selection, the competition has its rules. Letting you in at this level would be unfair to other contestants."
But Sarah Grant wasn’t intimidated by his righteous refusal, she countered: "Oh, give a break. People like us, who haven’t grown up getting special treatnt all our lives? Oh right, your dad never liked you, maybe you aren’t!"
Sarah Grant argued passionately and didn’t forget to hit Henry Willow where it hurt.
Henry Willow: "..."
"Besides, my brother just started an entertainnt company, though he hasn’t signed any artists yet, he’s investing in entertainnt. Did within even those talent shows all have their internal usages? Haven’t you noticed, in recent years that there are more and more second-generation rich among new artists from talent shows?"
"Then why don’t you go directly to your brother’s company? I believe that with Young Master Grant’s ability, even if you were just splashing around like a duck, he could still support you."
"My brother’s company just doesn’t seem interesting, he just started it to flirt with won. Just like you!" Sarah Grant looked at Henry Willow with a ’Don’t think I don’t know what you guys are up to’ look.
"That Anna Thornton, didn’t she get in here through connections? And you guys are promoting her too?"
"Who told you Anna was here through connections?"
"I forget who said that." Sarah Grant scratched her head. Anyway, that’s what they’re saying recently in the social circles of Aethelgard.
The rumor seems to have spread from sowhere when Anna Thornton’s previous movie beca a hit and the social circles began to spread all kinds of gossip about her.
So say she has been kept by an old man, and this patron behind acquired her this sudden movie boost.
So say her backer has a good relationship with President Sterling, and so pushed her into Sterling Group’s entertainnt company.
They even say that Marilyn Ford suddenly left Starlight Entertainnt because Anna Thornton whispered in the patron’s ear, deliberately suppressing female artists of the sa company.
There’s even talk of her engaging in dark arts to change fate!
...
Sarah Grant didn’t believe the first few!
Still, talking about dark arts... Anyway, Sarah Grant felt Anna Thornton was a bit strange, otherwise why would guys like her brother and Henry Willow be enamored, standing by her, speaking up for her?
"Even though Anna Thornton didn’t choose the girl group track, her singing and dancing skills, collaborating with our company’s hottest young star Florian Hollis, made it to the trending list on her own rits. Her acting skills also have nearly three billion in box office approval, what makes you think she needed a connection to get in?"
Henry Willow wasn’t trying to forcefully defend Anna Thornton.
Both Anna Thornton and Sarah Grant grew up adored by their families, but there’s still a hierarchy among well-off ladies. Sarah Grant relies on her brother for everything, lazy and unmotivated, living for indulgence, love-obsessed and inferior.
Marilyn Ford belongs to the self-righteous middle class, trying to break away from ho, yet relying on the family aura as a cornerstone, hoping to forge her own career.
Why is Marilyn Ford only middle class?
There’s no reason, it’s just Henry Willow had ranked it in his mind, and it’s certainly mixed with emotional biases.
Anna Thornton is superior, not only because of her outstanding beauty, but also because of her natural intelligence. While once she too was sowhat spoiled and arrogant, Sarah Grant found dancing and singing too exhausting and quit halfway, whereas Anna Thornton won nurous ballet competition awards from a young age.
Later, she gave up ballet because as she grew older her figure developed well, making it unsuitable for ballet attire. With idle ti, Anna picked up other dances and instrunts, excelling in all.
These were things Henry Willow saw in her profile after he beca general manager at Starlight Entertainnt.
So actresses don’t say anything, letting people think beauty is her only advantage, as if depending on n is her only option, while her award record can go on over three pages.
Hearing Henry Willow praise Anna Thornton made Sarah Grant uncomfortable, she angrily pinched his arm: "Will you let into Starlight Entertainnt or not?"
"As I’ve said, you don’t possess the talent to be an artist." Henry Willow removed her hand.
Stubborn girl, her grip was pretty harsh.
"Fine, Henry Willow! You better not let find soone in your company without as much talent as ! Otherwise, I’ll not let this go!"
Saying that, Sarah Grant still felt unsatisfied.
Before she left, she fiercely pinched Henry Willow several more tis.
"Stop it!" Henry Willow grabbed her two unwilling hands, "What does it look like when others see this?"
"Who are you afraid will see? Doesn’t everyone know the reputed playboy you are? Good at eating, drinking, gambling, and womanizing, cheating is a commonplace for you, less valued in the Willow Family so you find a girlfriend from a strong background to support you, relying without qualms. When I dated you back then, just taking you from the casino when you lost everything but your pants happened at least ten tis. Friends around all beca your victims, even my two-year-old distant niece couldn’t escape you, are you even human?"
The ten-minute break had passed, judges and contestants returned for the selection.
Unexpectedly, Sarah Grant hadn’t left, berating Henry Willow in front of so many people.
Since her reputation was already ruined, Sarah Grant thought, then no one would have it easy either!
Co on, let’s hurt each other!
Henry Willow: "..."
Now it made sense to Henry Willow why his attempts to woo ladies weren’t going well lately, even making decent won fear him.
Case solved!
Henry Willow had reason to suspect Sarah Grant was badmouthing him behind his back.
Even defamatory?
When did he not even spare a two-year-old niece?
Stop making things up!
Even after saying all that, Sarah Grant swept a glance around, her gaze landing on a few female contestants who might be Henry Willow’s type.
"You all better be cautious! Haven’t you thought carefully, for soone from a big family relying on friends to feed him as a manager at a small entertainnt company, less popular than a legitimate heir born to a mistress, having no capabilities, yet less cared for at ho, what future can they have?"
Sarah Grant’s intention, saying this, was to warn off any vixens with such intentions on Henry Willow.
Yet, she laid bare the fact of how lightly regarded Henry Willow was in the Willow Family before everyone.
Though it’s a widely known fact, what man wants his weaknesses exposed publicly?
Especially when it cos to the Willow Family... Sarah Grant hadn’t noticed that a layer of frost had settled in Henry Willow’s gaze, getting colder and colder.
It’s precisely because of Sarah Grant’s lack of tact that Henry Willow couldn’t bring himself to like her no matter how much she pestered.
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