The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar! Chapter 143: The "So Good" Moment

Leo Lancaster saw her hand lift and then fall halfway, lowering his eyes to hide his thoughts.

Not far away, Julian Caldwell looked in Maya Monroe’s direction: "Brother, don’t you need to go say hello?"

The makeup room wasn’t large but also wasn’t small. They were separated by a few ters from Maya Monroe, but due to the crowd, it seed farther away.

Miles Wallace glanced at Maya Monroe surrounded by the crowd, pausing in his expression: "No need."

"It seems like Maya Monroe is catching up with others. If I go over now, it might not be suitable. Maybe I should wait until after the show to get her contact information. That way, I’d have more ti and could perhaps have more of a conversation with her."

"...Hmm."

Jas Wallace walked over slowly, already styled up. His bright orange-yellow sweatshirt paired with jeans made him look even more youthful and handso.

When he smiled, his canine teeth showed, but his smile was slightly playful: "What are you all talking about without including ? That’s so unscrupulous!"

Due to the canine teeth and the boy-next-door persona, he looked young, but standing up, he was even slightly taller than Julian Caldwell.

Jas casually rested his arm on Julian Caldwell’s shoulder, letting his hand hang down naturally, creating a very relaxed posture.

"Julian, what were you just saying about contact information? Whose contact information?"

Julian Caldwell was stunned, then his earlobes turned red: "I t my idol, no... my goddess! I really want to ask for her contact information!"

"Your goddess?"

"It’s Ms. Maya Monroe."

Jas snorted coldly: "What qualifications does Maya Monroe have to be your idol? I don’t deny she saved Miles, but look at how her scandals every day are earth-shattering. They say she’s terribly rude! That kind of person... at most, I wouldn’t particularly dislike her."

"If you have to choose a goddess to like... do you know Kiki Monroe? She’s the one who’s beco very popular recently. I’d say soone like Kiki is truly a goddess. She’s pretty and considerate, and it’s said she treats her assistant as a friend. A well-mannered actress like that, who doesn’t act high-and-mighty, is rare! I worked with her once; she speaks softly and doesn’t have any temper at all."

Julian Caldwell removed his hand, disagreeing: "I can see Ms. Maya Monroe’s excellence with my own eyes. She’s definitely not as bad as you say."

"I’m saying this? Is that what I said? All the reports say that about her. Haven’t her scandals been nurous?"

Julian Caldwell’s gentle and shy nature never won any argunts against Jas Wallace; his face flushed red: "In any case, in any case... I don’t allow you to talk about her like that!"

"Brother, do you really not know Kiki Monroe?"

Julian Caldwell responded perfunctorily: "I’ve heard a bit."

"You’ve heard of Kiki Monroe, yet you still like Maya Monroe?! How can Maya Monroe compare to the highly popular Kiki Monroe?"

It seed like his voice was getting louder, and a nearby mber hurriedly reminded him.

Jas opened his mouth but ultimately didn’t continue speaking.

Jas slipped one hand into his pants pocket, adding a touch of swagger to his otherwise youthful outfit, which matched his slightly boyish face.

Suddenly his gaze shifted, and his casual expression halted, unable to pull his eyes away from that person ahead: "...Wow, who is she? Why is she so pretty? I haven’t seen her, so she should be from the show’s staff, right?"

He squinted slightly to see more clearly.

From his angle, he could only see her flawless white side profile, with exquisitely beautiful features and a hint of red on her lips. Just one glance and she seed srizing.

She sat on the sofa in an ungraceful posture, leaning forward, crossing her legs as if chatting with soone beside her.

He sighed: "Why is soone so beautiful just a staff mber? That’s not right..."

He pulled his hand from his pants pocket and casually brushed his short, flowing hair.

"eting is fate; I must ask for her contact information!"

Jas moved too quickly, Julian Caldwell even didn’t have ti to grab onto his clothes.

With so many people watching, forcibly bringing him back wouldn’t be very appropriate.

After a mont, Julian looked at Miles Wallace beside him, with a complex expression, he still asked that question: "So... does Jas really know Ms. Maya Monroe?"

Miles Wallace remained calm: "He used to love tabloids and followed Maya Monroe’s matters quite a lot, but that was one or two years ago. Recently he said seeing Maya Monroe annoyed him, so he started declining to view Maya Monroe’s recent photos and interviews."

"So... he really doesn’t know what Maya Monroe personally looks like..."

Miles added: "What she looks like now."

"Let him fool around, anyway he surely won’t get the contact information."

Julian Caldwell was pondering the aning of this statent, and suddenly saw Miles Wallace was already resting on a sofa nearby, taking off his jacket to cover his face, shielding himself from the unbearable glaring lights.

Jas Wallace’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, and logically Maya Monroe shouldn’t have heard it, but she encounters soone with keen senses.

Thus, the few people’s whispering almost entirely made its way to her ears, though she was busy exchanging a few words with Ryan Spencer, but still heard most of what Jas said, especially the parts critiquing her.

Seeing Jas walking over step by step, Maya Monroe felt slightly complex.

"Do you need sothing?"

Jas froze, then pulled out his phone: "Are you a new staff mber? I didn’t see you last ti at Joy Without Limits. Actually, my purpose is... cough, can we exchange contact information? It’s convenient for to learn about your show."

The last reason was casually made up by him; actually wanting to contact the production doesn’t require a backstage employee. He said this to make it a bit more tactful, and his motives appear less direct. But in any case, he didn’t expect anyone would reject his goodwill.

He waited for a while, not hearing the other’s enthusiastic response, instead, seeing her still lazy sitting posture, her beautiful almond eyes watching him with subtle amusent.

Jas slightly furrowed his eyebrows, what did that an?

Perhaps beauties are always different from ordinary people, naturally not following conventional thinking.

"Do you know who I am?" He tentatively asked.

"You’re Jas Wallace."

The other answered quickly, leaving Jas a bit unclear about her intentions.

Backstage is very secluded, without any caras, plenty of matters of exchanging contact information happen. Jas considered himself not obscure, usually praised, why was her attitude so indifferent?

The girl across raised an eyebrow, unintentionally revealing a trace of swagger.

"So... do you know who I am?"