"Miss Thompson, I’ve actually seen all the comnts online. Sotis I silently compare myself to you, but I’ve co to realize that no matter what, in front of you, I’m always the one who’s a complete failure."
"You have a beautiful appearance, incredible talent, an enviable family background, and... a fiancé."
When she said the three words "fiancé," Riley Thompson paused slightly, quickly blinking a few tis, seeming to want to hide the emotions rising in her gaze.
But for so reason, Charlotte always felt Riley’s words held deep aning.
"But , I have nothing. It’s only by relying on this face that looks so much like yours that I’ve gotten so attention in the entertainnt industry. Many online say I’m riding on your coattails; I used to resent it, believing this was all my effort. But now it seems they’re not wrong. Both you and Mr. Battleson have captured much attention, so my company has pushed to get close to Mr. Battleson, looking for chances to create so rumors."
Upon hearing this, Charlotte understood. Riley was explaining the reason for yesterday night’s events and why she didn’t co forward to clarify.
However, Charlotte hadn’t expected Riley to reveal so much, which left the excuse she was about to make stuck in her throat.
Finally, she took a deep breath, hesitated for a mont, then spoke:
"Miss Riley, why did you enter the entertainnt industry? Is it to beco famous or to be an actress?"
Riley was montarily stunned, clearly unprepared for Charlotte’s question.
"If you choose it as a profession, as a job, then you should do what you ought to do. Of course, that’s your own matter, and I have no right to interfere. But I have people I care about and things I oppose."
After saying these words, Charlotte’s smile persisted, but her gaze was utterly distant, the implication in her words unmistakably clear.
"I..."
"Charlotte?"
Just then, Annie Anne’s voice interrupted Riley.
As Charlotte looked up, Annie Anne had already walked over from behind Riley.
"Been waiting for you awhile, why are you still..."
Earlier, Annie Anne had been waiting in the resting room for quite so ti without seeing Charlotte. She thought Charlotte hadn’t arrived at the set yet and was going out to greet her, only to find Charlotte right there in the corridor.
Since Riley had her back to Annie Anne, Annie assud Charlotte was chatting with soone familiar. When she approached and saw Riley standing opposite, surprise registered on her face.
Especially seeing Riley in an awkward state.
"Thanks for the handkerchief."
At this mont, Riley collected herself, hurriedly expressed her gratitude, and then quickly walked away.
Watching Riley’s figure gradually disappear down the corridor, Charlotte was pensive.
"How did you end up talking to her?" Annie Anne asked curiously, interrupting Charlotte’s thoughts.
"And why does she look like that?"
But before Charlotte could reply, Annie Anne touched her chin with her fingertip, lightly tapping a few tis before blinking in sudden realization.
"Was she bullied again?"
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