Stella shrugged indifferently. “You can tell him. So what? Besides, we’re never equal.”
She felt it was funny. “He can ruin my acting career at any time, but he can give me glory whenever he
wants. Rather than worrying about what I’m doing wrong, I might as well go with the flow. Maybe my
attitude is exactly what he likes.”
“You’re so shameless!” Guinevere raised her hand, wanting to slap her.
Stella said, smiling, “You can slap me now, but I don’t know what others will say when I walk out with
this mark on my face. It’ll be hard to explain to Weston if he sees it, won’t it?”
“Are you threatening me?!” She even threatened her using Weston’s name?
“I’m just reminding you.” Stella smiled nonchalantly.
Guinevere’s face turned ashen. She covered her chest and took a step back. “Don’t be too complacent
! You can be arrogant, but so what? You’re just a mistress!”
“‘I don’t care about that. Besides, I don’t plan to stay with Weston that long…” Stella seemed troubled.
“If you can get Weston out of my life, I’ll even thank you.”
“That’s enough!” Guinevere roared in anger.
Stella looked at her cold and sullen face and felt happy for a moment. Then, she felt sad for her.
As she turned to leave, she heard Guinevere call after her. “Do you know what happened to Belle?”
“That woman from Lowe Garden?”
Guinevere took a deep breath. “You actually knew? I guess Weston does tell you everything…”
She seemed to have suddenly regained her confidence and sense of superiority. “Although you’re now
acting in the same cast as me, you’re just the same kind of person as Belle. I just need to say the word,
and he’ll treat you like Belle.”
Stella’s face gradually turned grim, but she said nothing.
Guinevere was right. She was no different than Belle. Belle might willingly stay with Weston, while she
herself was forced to stay with him.
Stella knew she was walking on the edge. If she was not careful, she might end up worse than Belle.
Moreover, Guinevere hated her so much.
Stella’s silence made Guinevere feel victorious. “I just wanted to give you a word of advice. I know
you’re smart. A man like Weston is unlikely to have a happy ending with you. He just wants to try
something new.”
She walked up to Stella and patted her on the shoulder. “I don’t want to be too harsh, but Ella, I don’t
want you to become the next Stella. Do I have to remind you what happened to her?”
After all, the last person who went against her was already dead.
After Stella had come out of Guinevere’s dressing room, Angelina immediately came over. “Ella, how
was it? Did she give you a hard time…”
Her meeting with Guinevere had been brought to Bradley’s attention. He had come to ask her about it
because he was worried that Stella might get hurt.
He was the one who had sent Angelina over here.
Stella saw Angelina coming and shook her head. She said, smiling, “I’m fine. We just had a few words.”
Angelina looked at Stella like she was an idiot. “Everyone knows she doesn’t like you. What did she
say? Did she bully you?”
“No, really…” Stella shook her head. “It’s late. I still have something to do…”
“No, we agreed to go shopping together today.” Angelina took her arm. “We only bought some evening
dresses the last time. Let’s go shopping again today! The rest of the cast will be there too.”
Stella froze for a moment. “You didn’t tell me…”
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