“Pollock, there’s been a bit of a hiccup at home, and my dad is kind of in a foul mood, so he might come off a bit cold. Don’t take it to heart, okay?”

Pollock stopped in his tracks, shooting Sheila a disdainful glance. His once gentle and doting demeanor was gone, replaced by indifference, as he coldly stated

“Ms. Mendoza, you’re reading too much into this. Why would I be upset with your dad? You should hurry back and be with your parents!

Sheila was hit hard by this: “Are you saying you don’t want to deal with me anymore?

Pollock, with a stony face, replied. “We ain’t blood related, so why make a fuss about dealing or not dealing with each other? Move aside, I’ve got stuff to dor

Sheila was now panicking, cautiously probing. “What about my leading role?”

expressionless, said ‘Ms. Mendoza, I’ve seen some of your previous work, your acting is so–so, and your lines ain’t great. There’s no way my movie will feature an actress

“You can’t just walk away! You promised me the leading role; how could you go back on

were my daughter, I wouldn’t have promised you the leading role out of guilt. Now that it’s clear you are Arnold’s biological daughter,

lost her only lifeline. How can she

since she started in this business, this movie with

now that he’s saying he didn’t need her anymore, how was she supposed to face her

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this outcome. So, Sheila looked around to make sure no one’s watching, then turned to Pollock, dropping to her knees and

blood! My mom only said what she said to keep Arnold calm, you can’t just believe her so easily! We even had a

situation. He’s somewhat shaken. “You, get up! What

my real dad. If you don’t

Okay, okay, get up, we can talk this

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