Since they were divorced, why would they make any phone calls? Any connection would be meaningless.

What's more, he deleted her from Facebook, and she blocked his calls.They were even.

Studio.

After the last shot, Sheila bowed to the staff from the advertising agency and said sweetly, "Thank you for your work today.I bought everyone here take-away bubble tea.Please grab one from the table outside when you leave."

"Thank you, Sheila.

You must be tired."

"All I've done is standing and making some poses.You must be more tired than me.Everyone, please have a good rest! I look forward to our next shooting work together."

However, Sheila was just pretending to be polite.

The look on her face turned ugly immediately after she turned around.

Sheila quickened her pace and walked back to the dressing room.

With a great sound, she threw the headdress on the table.

"Those people are stupid.They asked me to pose for thousands of times - are they thinking they're making films?"

She then turned around and scolded her assistant, "How many times have I told you not to take this kind of ad shooting for me? Cant I get a jobless stupid?"

Not long ago, she finally managed to get the chance to be at an international show, and thanks to Jameson, she also became the ambassador of a luxury brand.

If she began appearing in advertisements like this, wouldn't it damage her high-class image? The assistant whispered, "I think that advertisement will increase your media exposure and gains you popularity."

"Popularity? That's of no use! Those stupid fans, mostly poor little girls, will contribute nothing to my career!"

The assistant didn't say a word.

Three months ago, Sheila begged the advertiser to get an audition, giving up all her dignity.

However, ever since she hooked up with Mr.Proctor for some unknown reason, she became a total b*tch.

Apparently, Cinderella was getting a crown.

After the temper-throwing, Sheila took out her phone to see the trends.

It was Sharon's response and Lumiere Jewelry's statement that tops on Twitter.

She gritted her teeth tightly, not expecting that Sharon would survive such attacks.

Just as Sheila was about to send more explosive news, a sharp female voice suddenly broke the silence inside the dressing room.

have I told you not to take this kind of ad

That's of no use! Those stupid fans, mostly poor little girls, will

Sheila was greatly stunned.

someone would record what she

and shouted, "Who is there?

the corner, Sharon was waving

by the cell phone in

sincerity, "Sorry, I just wanted to say hi, but I didn't find the opportunity to cut in

turned pale with

and her fingernails

"Sharon, you...’’

like you, and I won't put

it to the advertiser

domestic brand; though, in Sheila's words, not as high-class as a luxury brand, it was still

it like that in the

she could get

her professional reputation would be destroyed.It would ruin

teeth, "Sharon Allyson, you are

you so long to figure it out.I never dream of being a saint in your

know why Mr.Proctor hates you that much.You play dirty

returning the favor.Also, don't you dare bother me again! You've known how

was trash talk, but she finished and happily saw the complex look on

about to turn around and leave, a tall man,

look on his face was dark and cold, showing little

smile, and he said with a cold voice, "Ms.Allyson, would you like a bouquet as a I compliment

a while before speaking again, "No,

was the unluckiest person on

Jameson able to catch her every time she said something ruthless? It took efforts to get Jameson

that all those efforts were in vain within the blink of an eye? I

cared no more about how Jameson

They had divorced anyway.

Nothing mattered now.

"Mr.Proctor."

on a

either do I know how I've offended her.If Ms.Allyson

softly, with tears streaming down her

her

of disgust by watching the

she was about to leave, she heard Jameson say, "I remember warning you not to play those lousy tricks in front

Jameson said, Sheila

her eyelashes,

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