After a few seconds of silence, it was the waiter who broke the deadlock. Faye held back the urge to tear Lucia and did not dare to provoke him, just chatting casually.

Then the chatterbox Indira opened up, "Did you hear about it? Has the investor of "Long Song" changed?

"Isn't Jam the biggest investor?"

The person has changed, and this investor is so mysterious. He's extremely wealthy and has a strong background. It is said that when the actress tried to treat him to a meal, she was turned down seven or eight times. If anyone could sneak him in, it would be like sneaking the entire entertainment industry."

"Is it true, false news?"

Lucia didn't join in the girls' gossip. The swaying red wine was glittering under the light.

I don't know why she suddenly thought of the business card in her bag and that enigmatic man. If that investor were as handsome as Steven, probably all the actresses in the circle would go crazy.

With a self-mocking smile, she shook her head. What was she thinking about? She had a lot to do. How could she think about love affairs? Counting the time, in three years, House of Chandler will be ruined and taken over by Faye, and she must kill the evil seedlings before the turning point.

Just then, the ringing of a mobile phone disrupted my thoughts. It was Faye's.

When Faye took out her phone, her pale face softened a lot and a sweet smile curled at the corner of her mouth. "Mom, I'm treating friends to dinner. You don't have to worry about me."

"Don't worry. How old am I? Just ask the driver to pick me up later."

"As an actor, there's no such thing as hard work. I will work very hard."

The sweet voice was filled with happiness, which made everyone present envious. Everyone knows that Mrs. Tara dotes on her only daughter to the extreme, holding her in her mouth for fear of melting and holding her in her palm for fear of dropping.

Faye's daily routine was that if she didn't do a good job as a star, she would have to go home and inherit the fortune.

That's how it is in the world. For some people, the starting point of their birth is the end point of others' lifelong efforts.

The female artists, trying to please Faye, began to flatter her.

"Miss Faye is the happiest person in the world. Mrs. Tara loves you to the core."

"Nonsense, if you ask me to say Mrs. Tara is the happiest mother in the world, she must be very proud to have a daughter like Miss Faye. Unlike some people... Even mothers detest it."

"Yes, if I had such a shameless daughter who slept with me, I would have drowned in the toilet long ago."

Lucia paused her wobbling wine glass, looked up, her dark eyes were bottomless, but the corners of her mouth smiled sarcastically, "Then you could have committed suicide now, but choosing to die in the toilet is a strange decision."

"Chandler, what are you talking about?" Kali's apricot eyes were wide open and he shouted in a shrill voice.

There are two people surname Chandler here. Be careful not to shout and mistake them. Lucia glared maliciously at the two of them, "You said the sleeping companion should be drowned in the toilet, then may I ask, are you and producer Kevin still normal boyfriend and girlfriend? You're not clean yourself and have the time to talk about others."

Kali's face turned pale from being stabbed, and she was both shocked and scared. She and producer Kevin were certainly not a pure romantic relationship, but just a deal. But the terrifying thing was how Lucia knew about her private life?

Because three years later, she and the producer Kevin would be imprisoned for drug overdose, and at that time she was also imprisoned by Faye in Kali's house as an accomplices. For a moment, she became notorious and her grandfather was so angry that he fell ill and eventually passed away.

At this moment, Mrs. Tara called again, feeling uneasy, as if there were the strongest bond in the world between mother and daughter.

Memories are wrapped in a dense mass of pain that pierces her insides.

It should have been her mother, but her mother did not love her daughter, but treated Faye as a precious treasure.

In her previous life, even though she confessed her identity as the daughter of House of Chandler, she didn't receive a shred of Tara's affection, and no one cared about her except her grandfather.

Even after House of Chandler went bankrupt, she sold the House of Chandler ancestral home as a dowry for Faye, showing no concern for her own misfortune.

At times, Lucia even doubted whether she was a third party, perhaps... In Mrs.Tara's heart, she always wished she had never appeared.

Faye hung up the phone, caught the faint loneliness in Lucia's eyes, and added, "I heard you broke off your relationship with your mother? If you ask me, why bother? There's no grudge between mother and daughter that lasts overnight. I have a particularly good relationship with my mother.

Lucia, I advise you to apologize and admit your mistake, and then make up with your mother, otherwise you'll have to sleep on the streets tonight."

"Faye, you care so much about me and my mom that people who don't know would think you're my mom's daughter, or... Let's try swapping?" Lucia took her thoughts back and put on sharp armor.

Faye's face turned pale upon hearing this, as if she had been hit at the center of the matter. Looking closely, she realized that Lucia had no other meaning, and immediately let out a sigh of relief, thinking she was just talking nonsense.

"Think well, Lucia doesn't look at what you are. I'm not of the same breed as you."

"Certainly not of the same breed." Lucia chuckled meaningfully, "I'm not like some people who are two-faced... Hybrid sparrows." It will only take over others' nests.

Faye was furious and was about to speak when her phone vibrated and her face turned pale the moment she saw the text message.

She lost the election.

Faye was so nervous that even her hand holding the wine was trembling, but she could do nothing but give Lucia a fierce glare.

It's all Lucia's fault. If she hadn't offended Jam, the heroine would have been her.

It doesn't matter. Lucia is just like me. She has already said that the role of the little palace maid is not her turn.

Thinking this way, Faye felt much more at ease.

"Oh dear, I've been chosen."

"I see, you're so lucky."

Every actor in the audition received a text message, and Lucia was no exception. She looked down and immediately put her phone back, as expected.

Kiera, looking at Lucia's expressionless face, thought she must be sad for losing and pretended to comfort her gently, "Lucia, it's okay. It's just that you lost the role. You're not good enough anyway, so it's normal that you don't pass. If you practice for a few more years, you might be able to make it."

"Some people are so ambitious that even a bit part dares to dream of being the lead?" Faye said in a low voice.

One of them played the red face and the other played the white face, and they worked together perfectly. Otherwise, how could it be said that the entertainment industry is full of shrewd people? Even the agents are acting masters.

A glimmer of light flashed in Lucia's eyes as she glanced at the two of them, then took out her phone to read the text message again and pretended to be surprised, "Oh my god, I've been chosen by the production team. My dream has come true. If you hadn't reminded me to take an extra look, I would have almost made a mistake. Thank you so much, Miss Faye."