A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 63

After using the restroom, Camila walked past an open door of a private lounge and overheard a familiar name. “Tabitha, you really can’t hold your liquor.”

Camila paused, peering into the lounge.

Inside, the girls were all dolled up, each dress shorter than the last, some familiar faces from celebrity circles visible among them. Tabitha was in a plunging tank top, uncomfortably embraced by a portly man.

“Mr. Smith, I’m just going to the restroom. I’ll be back to drink with you soon.”

Camila frowned slightly.

The life of a celebrity seemed glamorous, with their multimillion–dollar roles easily gained.

However, the price for a woman to succeed in this industry was steep. Camila once read an interview where a director boasted about the power to make or break careers daily, with eager actresses vying for his “favor.”

a soft sigh, Camila walked away.

“Stop right there!”

around, Camila saw Tabitha, her high heels clacking erratically as she stormed up furiously.

venomously, “You fatherless, whore–born

you are that forgetful, see a doctor,

she was on shaky ground, Tabitha shoved Camila’s shoulder. Unexpectedly, Camila caught her wrist and pushed back. Tabitha, tipsy from the alcohol, staggered

you think you’re something special because you’re close with Rita? See how long that lasts. In her eyes, you’re just

business first. There’s someone waiting for you back in the lounge.” Camila didn’t want to linger and turned to

she’d lost the lead role she fought hard for, and was suddenly dropped from a reality TV show. All her gigs vanished overnight, all thanks to

shouted, losing it and lunging at Camila. “Bitch! If it weren’t for you getting Rita to blacklist me, would

through Camila who, in reflex, twisted around, facing