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.

you not to take this kind of ad shooting for me? Can't

of no use! Those stupid fans, mostly poor

Sheila was greatly stunned.

someone would record what she had just

stood up and shouted, "Who is

was

being played by the

wanted to say hi,

face turned pale with

fists, and her

"Sharon, you...’’

reputation like you, and I won't put this recording on the Internet.However,

her phone and said indifferently, "is to send it

a popular domestic brand; though, in Sheila's words, not as high-class as a

for it

that she could get access to better resources

words were leaked, her professional reputation would be destroyed.It would

said, gritting her teeth, "Sharon Allyson, you are

"Well then, it took you so long to figure it out.I never dream of being a saint

why Mr.Proctor hates you that much.You play dirty all the time.I

you that you played dirty first.I am only returning the favor.Also, don't you dare bother me again! You've known how I've forced Jameson to marry me.It's not difficult for

but she finished and happily

just about to turn around and leave, a tall man, standing straight

his face was dark and cold, showing little sign

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

a while

unluckiest

something ruthless?

have thought that all those efforts were in vain within

about how

They had divorced anyway.

Nothing mattered now.

"Mr.Proctor."

put on

said, biting her lower lip, "I don't know why Ms.Allyson threatens me, either do I know how I've offended her.If Ms.Allyson has any opinion towards me, she

softly, with tears streaming down

her with a

disgust by

as she was about to leave, she heard Jameson say, "I remember warning you not

Jameson said,

her eyelashes,

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