Chapter 2093

Meanwhile, Giselle’s home was in total disarray. The candlelit dinner she had meticulously prepared in anticipation of Balfour’s arrival had become a joke.

That old hag had dashed all her hopes!

Had it not been for the old woman’s meddling, she was certain that Balfour would have seen her message and come rushing over!

“I know Balfour has always carried a torch for me. He must have… Just wait, Balfour; I’ll clear all the hurdles in my path, even if it means dealing with your kin. They won’t escape my wrath!” She seethed, clenching her teeth.

Wine stains from the bottle she’d hurled in frustration dribbled down the wall, framing her vengeful expression in a sinister tableau.

Giselle’s face was swollen the next day when she arrived at the film set.

In the dead of night, fueled by anger, she had downed an entire bottle of red, a futile attempt to drown her sorrows, her eyes bloodshot and weary.

in the world happened to you? What did you get up

with frustration. Was Giselle really going to shoot today’s scenes in this state? She

an assistant to fetch some ice and a raw steak. “You’ve got half an hour before the

oblivious, was still fuming about last night’s debacle.

not fathom what Alyssa saw in Ivy. Why protect her so

was already making inquiries into Ivy’s background, determined to uncover the identity of

underestimated Ivy’s cunning. The woman had curried favor with the old matriarch early on, ensuring that Balfour would have to consider his

so, Balfour was wrapped around Ivy’s little

ritual she followed every time she had to sober up after drinking through

pancake, a sight even she

got in front of the camera. He did not scold her directly

she had an early call, how could you let her drink last night? Look at those bloodshot eyes. They’re clear as day on camera! How am I supposed to shoot this? Hmm? I’m filming a youthful

there and take

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