Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 544

This was the first time that Larissa had ever heard of Yvette’s past.

It was not her fault for being ill–informed. The truth was, the first time she knew that Yvette was once a famous celebrity was during her second year in high school. She went to the teacher’s office to get the test papers at noon when she heard a couple of teachers talking

and lamenting about it.

Technology was not as advanced then as it was today, Computers were still luxurious items to the average family, and phones could only be used to call and text. Television and the news were the only two ways that people could get information,

Yvette had stopped shooting movies for many years, so she was no longer prevalent in the media. The Seymours had never bothered with

Larissa, and her peers at the time knew nothing about Yvelle either.

After she had grown up and gotten to use the internet, Larissa never ever looked Yvetle up, probably because she hated her. It was only when some Instagram marketing accounts would periodically put together pictures of “real” beauties from the past who did not rely on plastic surgery or Photoshop to look pretty, did Larissa find out about her. Because without fail Yvette would be on the list.

were mostly people who had seen the works produced by these beauties before–some were even young people who had

to give Emmy,

to this bit, she cackled non–stop while glancing at Morgan, her voice a little

Morgan, who was next to her, heard

– Morgan was a little uncomfortable as his past was exposed, but he could not blow up in front of

smiled awkwardly instead.

seemingly comforting yet teasing at the same time. Just in this time period alone, there’s got to be at least ten

at al

so bad now, she was not too surprised. She had witnessed Yvette’s snobbery countless times, and the snobbery in the entertainment industry was a thousand times worse

be deferential to her even if they hated her. Now that she had tumbled into the abyss and lost all of her status, no one, of course, had to treat her cordially. They were already “merciful” enough to her

that she did! So, serves her right, I say!” Emmy turned to seek Morgan’s

happy day today, why’d you bring her up for?” Morgan waved his hand and had a look of disgust on his face. “What

spoilsport!”

pursed her lips but stopped

for too long, the assistant manager. who was s eyes. Larissa nodded and finished the half–glass of red wine she