Chapter 240
“You working?” Seth made small talk.
“Yeah. Is Mr. Diaz here to drop off your girlfriend for work?” Chloe’s tone had a subtle hint of something that’s hard to detect, and the words “Mr. Diaz” abruptly create a distance between
them.
“Yes.”
Chloe nodded, “Then I won’t bother you.”
With that, she pushed open the door to the dressing room and walked in.
Seth watched the closed door, the smile on his face gradually fading away, a haze rising in the depths of his eyes, completely cold.
“Seth, let’s go.”
Chloe’s indifferent attitude was obvious. Danielle could naturally see it, and her guard was relaxed.
Seth nodded and took Danielle to her private dressing room.
Chloe entered the dressing room, where Winston’s makeup was already done, and the director was scolding the makeup artist with a straight face. Chloe walked over to Winston, leaned against the makeup table, facing Winston, and carefully examined his face.
“Not bad.”
The director was scolding the makeup artist with a straight face, and impatience flashed in Chloe’s eyes.
“Director, just now, Mr. Diaz came with Danielle.”
“Mr. Diaz came?”
The director’s scolding voice paused, and he turned around, looking somewhat surprised.
Chloe nodded, and the director hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.
Seth had always been low–key, and the company’s facade was not worth mentioning in the eyes of outsiders.
But the deeper you go into the entertainment industry, the more you’ll find out who really holds the power in it.
He was handsome, shrewd, moody, passionate, and… fickle.
A junior schoolmate?
Seth probably hated nothing more than running into a junior schoolmate.
Especially one like Chloe, who was in the same grade, same major, and same class as that woman.
Chloe didn’t have many real old classmates. Since Keira transferred to T High and disrupted her past circle of friends, her college life had been a mess. Aside from Rose, not many people wanted to be friends with her, and in that situation, she couldn’t possibly take the initiative to approach others.
But there was just one special person.
Always appearing by her side, full of smiles, not caring about anything.
That woman, who got along well with everyone but wasn’t really friends with anyone, did things as she pleases, carefree, arrogant, and self–centered.
Cicely.
Seth hated that woman named Cicely.
He hated anyone even remotely connected to her.
Chloe and Cicely were not close and not friends, so she didn’t understand what happened back then. Shortly after her father’s death, Cicely was sent to prison. Chloe stood offstage, watching Winston on stage recording the show seriously.
“Ms. Summers.”
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded beside her. Chloe turned around and saw Nate unexpectedly.
“Nate, you…”
Chloe’s words were cut off, and she seemed to have guessed something.
As expected, Nate handed her the card in his hand.
What’s the use of refusing, anyway?
