Chloe was completely stunned, her body trembling with a mixture of intense joy and sudden worry as she looked at the powerful executive. She gripped the strap of her bag tightly, whispering in a soft, shaking tone."Director Elena... I am so incredibly grateful for your words," Chloe whispered, her eyes wide with panic. "But I am just a poor background extra with zero experience. I am so worried that I won't be able to handle such a massive production."Elena smiled warmly, stepping closer to encourage her. "Do not doubt yourself, Chloe. True talent does not care about your background, and our network will give you every resource you need."Ethan Vance smoothly stepped forward from the side of the stage, his deep voice carrying an unyielding confidence as he looked at her. "Elena is entirely right, Chloe. Your natural grace on camera was flawless, and I believe in your talent with my entire soul."He gave her a reassuring smile, his eyes full of warmth. "You are more than ready for th

Beatrice Sterling walked slowly down the grand staircase, her face pale and tired as she adjusted her silk robe. She had been forced to take a sudden leave of absence from the hospital due to her own humiliating medical network scandal, and her temper was incredibly short."Stop screaming like a madwoman, Cynthia," Beatrice said sharply, her tone full of cold irritation as she stepped into the room. "What on earth are you ranting about? How could a top national celebrity lose a major production contract to a common street beggar?"Cynthia threw her leather bag onto the glass table, her chest heaving as she sobbed with intense frustration. "It was that girl Chloe Bennett! Ethan brought her to the studio, and somehow the upper management of Aether Entertainment fired me and gave her the lead role!""That is completely impossible!" Beatrice claimed angrily, her eyes flashing with pure high-society disdain as she sneered. "A broke background extra from the slums cannot just land a massive

The atmosphere inside the grand Sterling villa was heavy with an oppressive gloom. Even the bright, expensive crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceilings completely failed to hide the deep stress weighing down on the household.Upstairs in the grand, dimly lit study, Charlotte Sterling slumps heavily into her large leather executive chair. She had just finished a grueling, long day of managing the family's massive corporate group, and she felt utterly exhausted.She rubbed her eyes, her mind racing with a dozen different board meetings and market reports that just didn't seem to balance properly anymore. Ever since they had driven Ethan out of the mansion, a strange, creeping disorder had begun to plague her daily business files.Suddenly, the heavy double doors of the study were pushed open roughly, breaking the silent room into pieces. Beatrice and Cynthia stepped into the room, their faces tight and filled with an intense wave of distress.Charlotte looked up, her expression

Beatrice stood frozen by the mahogany desk, her hands still shaking from the utter failure of her clinical massage. She saw the deep anger in Charlotte's eyes and knew her professional reputation was completely on the line.To hide her own medical incompetence, Beatrice gasped loudly and put on a look of total horror. She pointed a trembling finger at the dark spilled tea, fabricating a malicious accusation against the brother they had thrown into the mud."Eldest sister, this is a massive crime!" Beatrice cried out, her soft voice turning sharp and frantic. "Ethan Vance must have been secretly slipping dangerous sleeping pills into your evening tea all along!"Charlotte looked up through her blurred vision, her forehead tightly creased in pain. "What are you talking about, Beatrice? Speak clearly!""Think about it carefully, Charlotte!" Beatrice insisted, waving her hands as she built her desperate lie. "That is the only logical reason why you always fell asleep so quickly and your c

The top floor office of the Sterling Apex Group was dim and quiet. Charlotte Sterling sat behind her large desk, pressing both hands hard against her temples.Day by day, the pain in her head had only grown worse. Ever since Ethan walked out the door, the throbbing had climbed to a point where even the strongest imported pills could not touch it. Every beat of her pulse felt like a hammer striking bone, blurring her vision with dark spots.The heavy door opened softly, and Beatrice walked inside wearing her white coat. She carried a slim file, her face full of gentle worry."Eldest sister, try to relax," Beatrice said softly, stopping beside the desk. "It is just as we suspected yesterday. The lab results came back, and the truth is right here in my hands."Charlotte raised her pale face, cold sweat running down her skin. Even through the pain, her voice stayed sharp and commanding. "Speak plainly, Beatrice. Did you test the tea?"Beatrice let out a sad sigh and placed the folder on th