Chapter 42 Chapter 42: Tess blinked in surprise. This collection was already the best the industry had to offer. "Then who did you have in mind?" Khloe lifted her gaze, her eyes flashing with intense ambition. "Elwood Wilson, the famous director." Tess' eyes widened. "What?" At the sprawling villa, Sloane stood over a spread of photographs, her expression a storm of fury. Her eyes flashed with such heat that they seemed to burn through the glossy images, and she tossed objects around the room in a fit of rage, her immaculate makeup failing to mask the fire simmering beneath.
"Khloe is trying to get with Eric again!" she cursed through gritted teeth. “Mom, that woman must have put skind of spell on him. She's a convict, but Eric can't seem to get her out of his mind, and now Karl has thrown a hundred million her way. She's nothing but a slut!" Sloane could barely contain her anger; in that moment, she felt as though she could've killed someone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAcross from her, Lorraine's face tightened, a glint of cold cunning sparking in her eyes. “Patience, Sloane. Khloe's just a pretty face. When it comes to heritage, status, real connections, she's no match for you. Eric is just distracted." She paused, then her lips curled into a sneer. "As for the role..." "If she wants to challenge us, we'll take her down, and she won't even see it coming. There are plenty of ways to end someone in this industry-quietly, and without a trace." A dangerous light flickered in Sloane's eyes. "You already have a plan, don't you?" Lorraine's smile sharpened. "We'll start by finding out when her team plans to announce their new lead actress." "Mom, you always know just what to do," Sloane beamed, a glimmer of admiration in her voice.
However, their conversation was interrupted by the sudden chof the doorbell, and a moment later, the servant entered to announce that Eric was here.
galnovs.com, hto unforgettable stories Straightening her posture, Sloane quickly masked any hint of tension, instructing the servant to tidy up the mess on the floor.
As soon as Eric stepped inside, his gaze landed on the table littered with photographs, his brows knitting in a faint frown.
Sloane softened her expression, her lips curving into a gentle smile. "Eric, you're here! Are you planning to taketo the auction?" "Sloane, the photos..." Eric was about to explain.
Sloane cut him off, taking his arm. "Eric, you don't need to explain. I know you don't feel anything for her anymore. You went today only to help, right?" A flicker of surprise crossed Eric's face; he had expected Sloane to make a scene, but she was so understanding. "Yes. Are you not upset?" "Why would I be? If you hadn't gone, I would have. She's still my sister, and I only want what's best for her," Sloane replied with a sweet smile. "But judging from the look on your face, I'm guessing it didn't go well. Let's set that aside for now. Your father's birthday banquet is approaching. Let's go pick out a gift, shall we?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing Sloane act so graciously in the face of his infidelity, Erie feltra pang of quilt for the flicker of doubt he'd felt that afternoon.
"You're always so thoughtful, Sloane. Let's go, then. Anything that catches your eye at the auction, it's yours." Sloane's face lit up with a delighted smile, and they headed out together.
Khloe had been at Starshine Entertainment for her acting classes for hours, and it wasn't until midnight that she realized it was tto head home. When she left the building, a luxurious black Rolls-Royce cto a smooth stop in front of her. The window lowered to reveal Henrik's handsface. "Hop in. We have somewhere to be." Taken slightly aback by the intensity of his gaze, Khloe hesitated, but after a brief pause, she decided to climb into the car.
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